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 8 (Ch.253)

The inner hall of the High Maiden's cottage was a strange looking space, that was the first thing Dante noticed the moment he stepped into the hall.

It was unlike the rest of the cottage which was what one would expect to be a nymph's abode.

Nymphs were beings of the forest, nature to them was a source of life, a source of magic and a significant part of their existence.

 Hence it was no wonder to Dante that the entire nymph settlement was a cross between a forest and a town.

The High Maiden's cottage itself was built from wood and only natural materials, as were all the cottages Dante had seen on the way here for as far as they had come into the settlement.

The inner hall of the High Maiden's cottage was somewhat like a meadow.

There were large trees spread about, with their branches and leaves creating a canopy above that left the hall dimly lit.