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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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Caught In An Assassination (Ch.254)

The High Maiden walked down the path, her steps were light and her movement was nearly soundless save for the swishing of her dress around her ankles.

And then there was the barely audible sound crunching sound as the High Maiden stepped over the fallen leaves littered along the path.

The High Maiden was bare footed, Dante could tell that much from the sound of her footsteps. Not that it mattered to him, it was just in Dante's nature to take note of every detail.

The strange items dangling from above swayed all the more as the High Maiden walked past, as though they recognized her presence.

Dante knew he had heard somewhere that the leader of a nymph clan wielded the most powerful magic, and Dante could sense the presence of the High Maiden's magic hanging over the hall.

Though Dante could sense it, it was difficult to tell the exact strength of her magic. Dante assumed it could be likened unto that of a noble blooded fairy.