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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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614 Chs

A Coincidence...or not? (Ch.558)

Neveah gritted her teeth, she was just a moment away from tossing aside her caution and ripping off the clammy hands that were on hers, clean off the shoulders of the buff man,

But Neveah did not even get to settle on a decision when another voice spoke up.

"Get your hands off of her!" The familiar voice interrupted in a furious snarl.

Neveah's eyes widened in surprise as she glanced over her shoulder. Her eyes settled on a familiar face.

Kaz stood at the entrance of the shed, his bow poised with an arrow already locked in and ready to take a shot, the target, no one else but the buff man who held Neveah.

Neveah blinked in astonishment, before she could even fully comprehend what exactly Kaz was doing here, Kaz had let loose of the arrow and it went whooshing right past Neveah's cheek, lodging itself through the throat of the buff man.