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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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Able to Fulfill (Ch.684)

"Did you just say...a dragon of black scales? Like me?" Xenon asked, his tone was barely above a whisper, there was an obvious undertone of doubt and a hint of caution accompanied it.

'How much truth could these dark forces be capable of?' Xenon did wonder, it was not a thought that Xenon could ignore, 

Impulsive as he may have been, Xenon knew the time for caution. He had exercised it to the best of his ability, refusing to acknowledge the voices up until now and this was because he knew, that there was no place in the stronghold more dangerous than this tower he currently occupied.

And it was not the tower itself that was dangerous, but the dark arts it had represented for the longest time and the threat such arts posed not only in combat, but to the mind of its victims also.