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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 · Fantasie
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701 Chs

A Story To It. (Ch. 314)

"Never give it back..." Neveah repeated the words in a quiet murmur, as though that moment was what it would take for them to sink in.

"Lord Skiren said I was to take back your flame...I assumed it was for you, not giving it back would mean..." Neveah began again, trailing off at the end since she was not entirely certain what it meant to have Menarx's flame within her and to hold it in her own custody.

A small smile played on Menarx's lips as he watched the confused expression on Neveah's face, the fact that she truly knew nothing of dragon ways yet had endured the merging of fire simply because she had been told it was for him.

She was so adorable in her naivety, yet stronger than any of the women Menarx had ever known, it simply and completely amazed Menarx.

"What would it mean?" Menarx urged for Neveah to continue, watching her think over it with a smile.

Her lips moved as though she wanted to speak but she shook her head, deciding against it.