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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641 Chs

Sandalwood (Ch.516)

'A deep earthy scent... rosewood, and something akin to the dying embers of a wildfire...' Neveah's mind revisited that enticing scent for the hundredth time.

She had only realized in this moment of silence that she had taken such detailed note of his scent.

' Was that always what His Grace smelled like?... Why had I never noticed it? Such an enticing scent was hard to miss...' Neveah thought to herself in a mix of awe and disbelief.

It was an intoxicating mix of scents that had somehow etched itself into Neveah's mind and Neveah had tried to shift her thoughts to more pressing matters, but for the life of her she just could not tame her own mind.

'What had Alessio's scent been like?' Neveah found herself wondering.

Neveah could hardly even remember it anymore, she realized.

Least of all now, when another scent completely clouded her mind, so vivid in her memory that Neveah could practically smell him at this exact moment.