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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.*

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Not The Same (Ch.540)

Azkar grew still for a moment, the expression on his face was difficult to decipher.

 There was a look of displeasure in his eyes, yet those eyes were obviously missing a look of surprise and it was hard to tell if Azkar just did not let his surprise show or he simply was not surprised to know that there was someone else out here.

"Why, Kaz? Are you not going to say a word to me?" The voice came again.

Azkar clenched his fists even tighter, so tightly, his fingernails tore into the skin of his palm.

"Do not ever...call me that again..." Azkar warned in a dark, deadly tone as he got up to his feet.

Azkar turned around slowly to face the woman who stood behind him, clad in a black dress and a glinting iron mask that completely covered her entire face, hiding away all her features from view.

It was a mask quite similar to Azkar's own mask, only that while Azkar's mask was black, this was made of iron.