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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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A Bad Move (Ch.560)

Azkar stared after Neveah, a ghost of a smile settled on his lips. It was neither a sinister nor a malicious smile but a smile that actually appeared genuine.

Though with Azkar, one could never tell for certain what truly went through his mind.

"If you detested me, you would not care what happened to me...yet you left a warning. You have grown weak since the hidden city, Neveah... you know empathy now, and you do not even realise it." Azkar clicked his tongue quietly.

"Yet even now, you are all the more intriguing." Azkar murmured, chuckling to himself.

"My Lord." Leon's voice sounded as he emerged from the shadows.

Where he had been all the while, one could not guess.

"You came here in such a hurry to save the girl. What about our business here?" Leon asked Azkar.

Azkar shook his head slightly, glancing around the storehouse.

The stench of blood was pungent in the air and the sight was one Azkar would tag as a work of art.