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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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733 Chs

Tolling Bells (Ch.244)

Jian sat at his desk, reading through heaps of petitions and sending out orders every so often.

The ever dutiful Lord Rodrick stood beside Jian's desk, sorting through the scrolls, sending out the orders and shelving those scrolls Jian had seen to.

It had only been a short time since Jian returned from Mount Edar at dawn and try as Jian might, his mind could not be completely focused on his work.

Not for the first time, Jian found his thoughts trailing back to the night before...to the scene he had walked into, a scene Jian was yet to make sense of.

'Am I to be furious? Displeased? Disappointed?' Jian thought to himself.

Truthfully, Jian was not certain how he was meant to feel...all he knew was that his thoughts kept straying and Jian did not appreciate it at all.

Jian quickly shook his head, returning his attention to the scroll in his hand before his thoughts could stray any further.