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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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611 Chs

Distraction (Ch.146)

Menarx had not gone so far when he arrived at a groove where a tree grew ripe berries.

For the time it took him to walk down to this point, his mind had been churning with guilt all the while.

Menarx could not believe he had completely forgotten that Neveah had not eaten, he had been so focused on getting her out of the precarious situation, he had actually forgotten a basic need.

Even if everyone else did, Menarx felt he should have been the one person who knew Neveah's needs better, otherwise, how was he any different to her than his brothers?

What Menarx wanted, he also was not completely clear on it. But there had never been anyone he wanted approval from as much as Neveah,

For whatever reason, he did not just want to be different from his brothers to her, he wanted to be seen as... special.

"How silly." Menarx reprimanded himself for his own thoughts as he focused his attention on the situation at hand.