JHeart

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.*

Omega's Rebirth

Neveah awakened to the feeling of a hand stroking her hair affectionately, and the very moment her consciousness was restored, her mind presented a vague memory of the night before.

That warm embrace, tender whispers lost to her subconscious mind, a scent that was so familiar, it had long registered itself in her heart... even when it should have had no place there.

The memory was unclear, perhaps a dream, Neveah could not be sure but what she was certain of was the fact that she had thought of a name...a name that should not have been on her mind.

Her mind had recognized that presence, even through the haze of sleep,

But now, knowing there was indeed a presence beside her at this moment, Neveah was not certain she wanted to look.

What would she do if it had only been a dream? What would she do if it was not a dream at all? Neither of these questions were easily answered... because neither of the feelings they triggered were right.

A Trick of Mind (Ch.417)