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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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The True Strength (Ch.329)

Azkar lay down on the edge of a large fountain, the cold rocks that formed the ledge providing a much welcome cooling touch to his suffocated skin.

His left arm was rested over his forehead, also serving to shield his eyes from the streaks of lighting seeping into the cavern.

This was as close to the surface as one could get in the inner citadel without actually leaving the walls of the citadel and it was also the only place where the natural lighting still reached.

Azkar had come out here hoping for a moment of peace and quiet, without the echoes of burning embers and hammering of steel that was ever present in dwarven territory.

But Azkar now questioned the wisdom of his reasoning for allowing himself so close to a water body, providing a certain annoying woman a chance to reach him.

"Do you even hear my words? Azkar!" Celeste snarled, her voice projected from the pool where the tips of Azkar's fingers rested.