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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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726 Chs

For Dear Life (Ch.367)

"Elle, what is this? Put that away!" Dante hissed, attempting to rise up to his feet.

Dante froze in place when Estelle only pressed the blade in closer to Neveah's neck, drawing blood.

"If you make any sudden movements, I will truly kill her." Estelle warned in a sinister tone that hardly sounded like hers at all.

"Elle, what..." Dante began to question again but Neveah cut him off.

"Her eyes Dante, what do they look like?" Neveah asked.

Dante was the only one who could see Estelle since Neveah's back was turned to her.

"They have a strange glow... something is wrong." Dante murmured in horror.

"Dark magic." Neveah supplied.

"Elle, listen to me, whatever this is, you have to overcome it... this is not you!" Dante tried, his eyes widening slightly when Estelle pressed the blade in closer.

"I... she's making me, she wants me to hurt Neveah. She has the key... she wants the item..." Estelle stuttered out in an unsteady tone.