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 Team (Ch.358)

The dark energy spread from the cut on Neveah's palm, churning through her veins up the length of her hand and then back down.

The pain felt as though Neveah's right hand had been set on fire, it was excruciating.

Neveah's hand trembled as she tried to ignore the pain but it only grew worse the more she tried to ignore it.

It was even more painful than the broken rib or being slammed into a tree.

"A mark of dark magic, how did this happen?!" Menarx snarled furiously, his rage clearly directed at Cassian.

"Narx, no...they know nothing about it. No one did." Neveah quickly defended, her words forced out through gritted teeth.

Neveah had not realized that getting the blood of the troll golem into her wound would leave such an effect, even now, Neveah could not understand what this was.

She did not have to ponder over it, Everon took Neveah's hand from Menarx and inspected it.