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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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707 Chs

Once Magnificent (Ch.538)

Azkar trudged through the forest at a slow pace, his boots dragged through the wet mud of the swamps, each step growing heavier than the last due to the accumulation of mud stuck to his boots.

Even through the thick leather of his boots, the chilling cold from the wet ground seeped through, crawling up his covered skin in a manner that would deter others, but not Azkar.

The dark sorcerer did not mind it, it was infact a welcome feeling...one of the few things that remained familiar here in the dark lands.

The forest brought back memories Azkar had long buried away beneath his responsibility and vow to restore his kind to their former glory.

There were many of these memories that were now hazy, blurred and broken into bits and pieces, most of which were inconsistent and difficult to put together.