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 could feel it within her, that darker presence creeping up as swiftly as the rage did, elated at the opportunity to rise to the surface and attempt another overthrow, but there was hardly anything Neveah could do to prevent it,

More than that, preventing it was the last thing on Neveah's mind. Demevirld's presence amplified Neveah's feelings of disappointment in Everon and displeasure at Lord Mycroft and her rage surged even more.

Yet, Neveah sat in place, her fists clenched in her laps and her gaze fixed directly ahead as she fought a losing battle to maintain her cool.

"Your eyes, Veah... they're golden...you have to calm yourself..." Tara said warily from where she was seated.

Neveah's gaze did not stray, and she did not react, like she had not even heard Tara speak.

"Tell me why you have kept this from me, Everon." Neveah asked, her tone eerily calm.

A Need For Calm (Ch.615)