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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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611 Chs

Six Months (Ch.510)

~The Isle of Kezrar Dun

Azkar's eyes snapped open and he sat up on his throne, glancing around his hall for a moment, his eyes settled on the small pond of water by the side.

The fishes in the pond had begun circling the edges in a strange manner and Azkar knew they had felt that aura like he had and were thus rightly agitated.

 Askel breathed a heavy sigh as he leaned back on his throne and lifted a hand to rub his temples.

The winged man's eerie methods of communicating his summons had always unsettled Azkar, and that was saying a lot considering Azkar himself was not amongst the best of men either.

It had been sometime since the winged man had last requested Azkar's presence.

The winged man had entrusted Azkar with his duties and Azkar had done his best to fulfill them accordingly.