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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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614 Chs

Royal Hall (Ch.574)

~Fae Royal Forest, Heart of the Fae Realm~

Lady Diandre paced across the hall, a look of anxiety was etched on her features.

Her hands which were placed at her sides clenched and unclenched repeatedly, and her eyes darted this way and that ever so often.

Mostly to the doors of the hall, to make certain that her presence within these halls had not been sensed by the sentinels that kept watch over the royal hall.

This hall Lady Diandre stood in was the Fae Royal Hall of the Royal Forest, or as other races would call it, the throne room.

The Fae Royal Hall was a long abandoned hall, its honoured name and use lost in the ages through which there had been no crowned ruler of the Fae, centuries too long to keep a count of.

The Fae Royal Hall still was grand and majestic, adorned with intricate fae architecture that blended seamlessly with nature.