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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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640 Chs

Strangeness (Ch.118)

The moonlight gave way for the crack of dawn, the first streaks of daylight shone through the darkness and as dawn settled over the Dragon's Keep, Neveah's eyes fluttered open just like clockwork.

A quiet groan escaped her lips as she lifted a hand to rub the dregs of sleep out of her eyes, she sat up on her bed and ran a hand through her hair, brushing aside the strands that fell over her face.

"Get Xenon breakfast... launder his clothing, tidy his cave, fill in a report on his needs...do this, do that..." Neveah murmured quietly to herself, reminding herself of few of the tasks she had to attend to.

Getting off her bed, she headed over to her windows and pulled aside the drapes, letting the dim lighting brighten up her room.

Neveah peered out from the window, it was still so early but the keep was already full of life, up above were the dragons going about their daily duties and down below, the keep attendants shuttled about hurriedly.