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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 · Fantasia
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732 Chs

Not Jaded (Ch.476)

Kaideon raised a brow, passing a look to Tara and Coran before he gestured for them to take a sit.

"Father...do you recall how there has been multiple reports of an underground network of weapon trade and trafficking in Forts Scabbard, Inferno and The Rudder this past year? Weapons forged of adamantium?" Neveah asked quietly.

"The trades were intercepted, cut off and a good number of black markets razed down. It has been a few months since we received any reports, word has it the trade has been suppressed." Orin chipped in.

Neveah forced a smile as she unstrapped the sword box and placed it on the table.

Rodvan open the box, a hiss of rage escaping him as everyone now stared at the sword forged from adamantium ore held within the box.

The Dune enforcers exchanged glances, already understanding the situation before Neveah even said more.