Omega's Rebirth

What was worse than death itself? Well it was dying knowing that no one would miss you, knowing that your death was a favour to everyone you ever knew. This was exactly how I felt the day I died. I was the love child of the Eclipse Alpha King, in a time where the mate bond was considered sacred, a child born out of wedlock was nothing short of sacrilegious... 'It was his fault, he loved someone other than his mate...' 'It was his fault, he had carnal knowledge of a human woman.' 'It was all his fault, my only crime was being born out of his lust.' But why was that Alpha King father of mine perfectly safe, while I was hated, scorned and blamed for everything instead? Why did I have to be my father's bargaining chip, used to achieve his goals? Why could I not get a rejection like everyone else but was instead murdered by my own mate? Why was I killed before I even had a chance to live? I had a thousand questions and yet there was no one to answer and this was exactly how I died... So why then did my eyes flutter open to that day, a month before my death? Was it because of my little secret? A secret I will tell no one else but you... From the title of my tale, you must think I am an omega wolf... No, you got it wrong... I am not an Omega wolf, I am an Alpha wolf and my name is Omega. ~Second Book in the Werewolf Rebirth Series. *Not a prequel or sequel to 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', both books are not related save for the world setting and Werewolf Rebirth concept. *Cover art sourced from the internet, all credits to the original artist.*

JHeart · Fantasy
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609 Chs

Just Two (Ch.499)

 Jian awakened to the crackling sound of the final embers of fire and the first streaks of daylight reaching into the cave through the small entrance.

His eyes fluttered open slowly, to discover that he felt refreshed and well rested for the first time in far longer than he could remember.

"I... slept?" Jian murmured aloud in bafflement.

 Jian could hardly believe it, he had slept with even more ease than he did a year ago, far before the nightmares came, when he was still troubled by insomnia.

 Jian did not have the time to contemplate over it, not when he finally took note of the weight on his thigh and glanced down.

King Jian brows furrowed up as his eyes found Neveah, sound asleep, her head laid down on his thigh.

It was then a hazy memory of the night before came back to Jian...memory of his nightmares fading away the very moment someone touched him.

Those light, comforting strokes through his hair, Jian remembered it now.