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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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640 Chs

A Season In Tajmaé 4 (Ch.239)

It had already been a few hours of walking and Estelle's patience was quickly running thin, to be precise, her patience was already hanging on it's very last hinges.

 Estelle did not think she could put up with this aimless movement for much longer, she could hardly trust the druid nymphs were taking her to where they said they would.

And even if they were, they clearly did not understand the urgency Estelle felt to arrive as soon as possible.

Estelle had awakened a mess and with the terror of her nightmare still hanging over her, she was caught off guard by these druid nymphs.

 Estelle had not had a decent meal too, her stomach roiled in hunger reminding her of that fact and it only left Estelle feeling even more worried for Dante.

 Dante was always the one who provided meals, right from the start of their journey, he sorted out everything without Estelle having to ask.