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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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700 Chs

Her Own Choice (Ch.315)

A tender smile lingered on Menarx's lips as he grazed his thumb over Neveah's cheek, 

Menarx's touch provided Neveah with a strange sense of comfort and Neveah was not certain if it was her or the presence of his flame within her reacting to him.

Regardless of which it was, Neveah did not see the need to ponder over it, that sense of comfort brought along with it a welcomed warmth and Neveah appreciated it if only for that.

"I did not conceive that you had seen a darker side of life, Veah. All I have known about you is the excellence of being a noble princess of your kind,"

"And so I have always wondered, what more was there to the depth of darkness and the swirls of misery in your eyes? Why must one so beautiful appear to conceal so much pain?" Menarx murmured,