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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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From Everything (Ch.541)

The strange liquid in the pond was perfectly still, as it had been since the first moment Azkar arrived there, 

But all of a sudden, it began to churn, finally giving a reaction just when Azkar had concluded he would be unsuccessful.

Azkar turned to the pond, his eyes settled on the rune, still dyed red with his blood. 

The rune had begun to glow dimly, reacting to Azkar's blood a complicated expression reflected in Azkar's eyes.

Azkar took a few steps back, watching in silence as the pond became violently troubled, swirling about a particular axis.

The swirling grew increasingly faster, almost creating a semblance of a whirlpool down to the depths of the pond and then it stopped, just as suddenly as it had begun.

Azkar waited, with undeniable apprehension. He had watched this happen once before but never had he summoned one of the dark lord's pets by himself.