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

Asrig's gaze was searching, seeking out an answer in Neveah's eyes which she did not have. His stare was unnerving and Neveah held his gaze with difficulty, unwilling to bend to even her mind's disturbing conjuring of him. The stench of decay was getting difficult to ignore, and Neveah still could not tell where it originated from.

"Do you believe in fate, girl?" Asrig asked when Neveah remained silent. "In a script from the heavens dictating your life?"

Neveah hesitated. "I..." The answer to the question was not easily decided. Neveah had long given up on fate, or the belief that anything else held responsibility for her life except her own self. She had realised in the hundreds of times she pleaded the creator for mercy, that no one, and nothing was coming to save her.

That was until they came...

Standing At An Edge (Ch.746)