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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 · Fantaisie
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709 Chs

Again (Ch.110)

Jian stood at his balcony, his silver tresses fluttered ever so slightly in the wind and that cold, undecipherable expression was settled on his face, 

An expression that was characteristic of him as he hardly ever looked a different way but cold and withdrawn, with his mismatched orbs blank.

  His eyes, though beautiful were devoid of even the slightest emotions or flicker of light and they revealed nothing of his thoughts or his mood... happy or sad, one could never tell with King Jian.

All that could be known was that in his presence, the utmost caution was required or one risked facing a devastating end.

At this moment, Jian's expression was still as blank as always as he gazed out at the mountain peaks lined far ahead of him, mountains so tall they pierced the clouds.