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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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Troubles Abound (Ch.592)

"Elle... Elle..." Dante gently called for Estelle's attention, his brows furrowed in concern.

They had just returned to the Scabbard Tower and Estelle had dismounted and now stood by a pillar, awaiting Dante.

However, now that Dante had shifted, it turned out Estelle's mind was not even present at all.

There was a faraway look in Estelle's eyes and it took Dante a few calls to draw Estelle's attention back to reality.

"Hmm?" Estelle asked, shaking her head slightly as she focused her gaze on Dante's worried eyes.

Dante could tell Estelle was truly shaken by the unexpected demise of the little girl and he was not certain what he could say to make her feel better.

"Are you alright?" Dante asked carefully, studying Estelle's reaction.

Estelle smiled slightly, a smile that was so obviously forced that even one who did not know her as well as Dante did would be able to tell, that her smile was the farthest thing from genuine.