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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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Here Again (Ch.644)

'Did you forget me, Omega...?' A familiar voice hissed lowly by Neveah's ears.

The voice sounded so close, so horrifyingly close that Neveah could feel his breath on the side of her face, and her senses were invaded with his scent, a scent Neveah thought she had forgotten, but in this moment, it was suddenly so vivid.

That voice was one Neveah wished she could forget, never to cross her memories or intertwine with her existence again, but here it was again...

And try as Neveah might, she could not prevent the chill of terror that ran down her spine or the terror that gripped her heart.

Even when Neveah knew she was not the same person as she used to be, even when she knew she was no longer one that could be a victim or prey to anyone,