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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 · แฟนตาซี
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A Save Gone Wrong (Ch.333)

Azkar hummed a quiet tune as he walked down the tunnel maze at a relaxed pace, it was a tune that always crept up on his mind and Azkar was not even sure where or when he had first heard it.

Azkar would not ponder over it now, he had already tried that and failed terribly, he just could not recall how he had come to know the tune or why he liked it so.

The inner citadel was a maze like city, linked to hundreds of tunnels that led to different outlets all throughout the stronghold.

This made for easy relocations of the adamantium ore before the dragons could even catch wind of it.

The dwarves had made good use of the last few decades since their great defeat at the hands of the dragons and Azkar was willing to commend on that.

It had taken months for Azkar to even familiarize himself with the layout of these tunnels, especially those that were linked directly to the dwarf king's abode.