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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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Of Ore and A Fire Pit (Ch.198)

Neveah arrived back at the makeshift playroom to find it completely empty, Roman was nowhere to be seen and neither was his spell book.

"I leave for just a moment and he is already up to something." Neveah grunted beneath her breath as she searched through the small cottage.

"Ro?" Neveah called as she moved from one room to the other.

Neveah then recalled her words about the barn and heaved a sigh, heading out to the barn.

"Roman...stop playing around!" Neveah called out as she ducked into the barn and still yet Roman was nowhere to be found.

Neveah's brows furrowed into a frown as she turned around the side of the cottage to the front where Trevin loaded up his cart with barrels which he would take out to the mountains to fill up with ice.

"Oh, Veah. Want to head out to town with me, get some tools from the blacksmith? Most of my tools are rusted." Trevin asked Neveah.