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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 · Fantasi
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The Meaning Behind A Gift (Ch.65)

"Eira..." Neveah murmured slowly, her eyes widened slightly and her heart trembled within her chest as she read through the note over and over again, yet each read did not make it any easier to comprehend.

Before her eyes was the very first mention of her mother in eighteen years, giving her the one thing Neveah had sought for so desperately, the only thing that had kept her tied to her father's side for so long,

Not daring to disobey or harbor any opinions for fear that she would lose the only chance to ever know her mother.

She had begged her father time and time again for years to tell her something, anything about her mother... anything at all.

Yet not once has he let anything slip, other than when he compared her personality to that of her mother's in a ridiculing way, so what exactly was this?