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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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Not Me (Ch.635)

When Neveah's consciousness returned and her eyes slowly came open again, she found herself in a rather unusual position.

There were about a dozen people staring at her in amazement and Neveah immediately observed her own condition to be certain of what exactly they were staring at.

Neveah glanced down to see she was hovering, right above the stream and the stream was still alight with flames covering its surface.

Flames that burned brightly even on water, which could not have been a common occurrence.

Neveah's entire form emitted that dim golden glow and there were small flames dancing along her finger tips.

What was worse, Neveah was not alone. Standing on the banks of the stream was the group Neveah had come out with, and not them alone but Menarx , Lord Mycroft, and a few other Scabbard dragons.

When they had arrived, Neveah did not know, however Neveah guessed Everon had called for help in the heat of the attack.