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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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738 Chs

Overheard (Ch.475)

Neveah stirred her horse to a stop right outside the castle gates, nodding towards the guard at the gate who hurried over to take the reins.

"Top of the morning, My Lady." The guard greeted with a small bow as Neveah handed over the reins.

"Morning Caleb." Neveah returned the greeting while retrieving a sword box attached to the saddle of the horse.

"I will have someone take that." The guard, Caleb offered, noticing the sword box was more heavy than it looked.

Neveah shook her head slightly, strapping the sword box over her shoulder.

"You know me Caleb, I'm a big girl... I can handle my personal effect." Neveah replied fondly.

It was a reminder Neveah had presented hundreds of times to hundreds of people but she had quickly come to realise that here in the Dunes, the daughter of the beloved Dune Lord was a treasure to all.

"Of course, My Lady. To the stables?" Caleb asked for instructions on Neveah's horse.