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 dim glow flickered in and out of view far ahead, it was almost a speck of dust in the vast night sky, but grew more distinct the closer they flew. First there was just one, but then there was more of it, about a dozen and the numbers grew steadily.

"What is that?" Neveah thought to Xenon, squinting her eyes to get a better view of what loomed ahead. Her night vision considered, the chilly wind biting against her skin did her no favors. Though her riding suit was well tailored to keep away the chill of prolonged flight, the night wind had a different feel to it. It was not so bad that Neveah would call it painful, but it was uncomfortable... flight itself was the last place where one would find comfort, except for dragon lords.

"Magic gateways...or Mana pools." Xenon thought back to Neveah.

A Barren Landscape (Ch.748)