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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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Dead To Her (Ch.525)

~The Eclipse Palace, Heart Of The Eclipse Domain

Alessio's eyes fluttered open, awakened by the first streaks of daylight that seeped through the curtains.

The only sign that Alessio was awake was the fact that his eyes were now open, other than this, he did not move or attempt to get up to his feet, he just laid on the bed, perfectly still and unmoving.

Alessio's gaze was fixed on the ceiling, there was hardly any emotion reflected in his eyes, just a dazed look, even his forest green orbs were dull and dim.

There was a glassy sheen in his eyes, a tell of the unshed tears gathered... tears Alessio had forgotten how to shed.

It was another morning, waking up feeling just the same as he had the night before... the same chilling cold feeling that had laid claim to his heart for every night without fail in the past year.

Finding sleep had gotten increasingly harder, and when he did find sleep, waking up to reality again was dreadful.