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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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Dune Lord (Ch.569)

The sound of a shuffling movement awakened Neveah and her eyes slowly came open.

Neveah squinted slightly, her gaze searching her quarters to identify the source of the sound.

Neveah's search ended quickly when her eyes settled on Everon who was crouched down on the floor, his head turning from one side to the other.

"What are you doing acting so strangely in someone else's room?" Neveah asked curiously, her voice hoarse from disuse.

Everon's gaze snapped up, his eyes met Neveah's and a fond smile stretched across his lips.

"My dear Veah, you are even more salty than I remember." Everon commented, standing up straight.

"You did not answer my question." Neveah murmured tiredly, her gaze trailing Everon who walked over to her bed.

"Is that the first thing you want to say to me, after a year? You do not want to know how I came to be here?" Everon asked Neveah with a raised brow.