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

A melancholic atmosphere had settled over them as they stood by the banks of the Black Sea, having just witnessed Rhall's defeat, his dragon form lost to the depths of the Black Sea.

It was expected, anticipated. Rhall's injuries were too grave for him to survive another battle, yet there was an unavoidable weight of sorrow that clung to them like a second skin,

Neveah felt it more deeply than she could have anticipated to feel for a dragon lord who lived and died many centuries before she was even conceived, and Neveah could not begin to imagine just how much more Jian felt it, just how heavier the weight of this reality would be for him.

"I'm here, will you talk to me? Share with me this burden at least, say something, Jian... anything..." Neveah pleaded, the silence was suffocating, it tore at her heart and she desperately needed to hear something from Jian, if only a word.

Tell Me How (Ch.727)