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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 · Fantasía
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Middle Of Nowhere 2 (Ch.291)

The snow peaked mountain loomed up ahead, at this distance, the mountain was now completely visible and Neveah slowed down as she covered the final lap. 

Her fur was completely covered in snow, some of the cold flakes had melted over her fur and the chilling liquid seeped in, spreading it's cold chill deep and fast.

Cold as it was, Neveah did not find it bothersome or unsuitable. Instead, the snow, the chill and the whistling winds all felt oddly familiar and equally comforting.

It could have just been Neveah being accustomed to being in her own company, or it could have been something more that she was yet to understand.

But whatever it was, Neveah did not dwell on it. Neveah bounded to a stop at the base of the mountain, shaking vigorously to get the snow out of her fur.

'That Veah, is what you call a run...I bet your tiny legs would have us still as far back as where we began.' Neveah's wolf taunted, her tone light and excited.