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

Not Today (Ch.511)

Kaideon strummed his fingers on the center table, his brows furrowed as he consciously timed his breaths to tame his rage but his agitation was visible to all.

"Dune Lord, what was that with Neveah? How did she... how could she know magic?" Coran asked in bafflement.

He was the first amongst the dune enforcers to break the silence, since the events from earlier had rendered them all speechless.

"I saw...but I am uncertain of what to make of what I have seen." Garron murmured quietly.

"If Veah knew magic, I believe we all would have sensed it. The smell of magic is hard to miss." Rodvan pointed out.

"Yet she does know magic, because that was magic! Powerful, ancient magic! The kind one would only find in the royal Fae, or nymph oracles or advanced mages." Coran insisted.