Rebirth Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

I grunted, fighting the pain and fatigue. "Our Luna is strong enough to handle what's coming." "What does that even mean?" I sighed, letting them lay me down on a creaking bed. "The darkness will rise, killing those who refuse our true god. Our rightful Luna will have them reborn as one of us." His eyes gleamed unnaturally with a mix of blue and black. "One of us?" I whispered, feeling myself slip into the abyss. "Yes, Alpha. We are stronger once reborn," he whispered as I faded, too late to understand the horror of what that truly meant.

“What faces?” “Possession. Destruction. Devour. Decay. And Death,” she lists plainly. “The last two are lesser known. But the most notorious and dangerous is the first—Possession. It’s set to find a suitable vessel for the Megetsune’s rebirth.” “Rebirth?” Maxie asks, raising a brow. “I thought the thing was sealed. What rebirth?” “Yes, it was sealed. But across time,” Jules replies. “Not much is known. But according to Lord Gorge Mark III, the Alpha King locked it away in a place lost to us. Only a rebirth can bring it back.”

“He’s our Alpha, leading us to reclaim the lives we deserve. I’m his mate and Luna. Do you remember what happened to you?” A sharp pain stabbed through Jackie’s head as she tried to access her memories. “Don’t worry, dearest,” the blonde continued. “Rebirth is exhausting. But you’ll be back to yourself soon.” “Rebirth?” Jackie muttered, trying to sit up. But dizziness overwhelmed her, and she fell back onto the cot. “Yes. You were the daughter of the Royal Pack’s Beta—beautiful and beloved. You were waiting for your fated mate, and because you rejected the Alpha Prince’s advances, he forced himself on you.”

"He personally destroyed the most precious thing he had, and now he wants it back. Too bad. Some things, once lost, can never be found." A reporter raised a hand. "Ms. S. Moon, do you think Alexander Blackwood has any chance of redemption?" I smiled, shaking my head. "An Alpha who doesn't even know what coffee his mate drinks. Do you think he deserves redemption?" Louder laughter erupted. "Finally, I have an announcement." I stood up straighter. "Phoenix will donate 10 million dollars to establish the 'Rebirth Foundation,' dedicated to helping women hurt by worthless Alphas start over."

“Perfect. The stepbrother is out. Now I’ll take the child and the mother.” I clutched my newborn son to my chest with one arm, golden power flaring weakly. I was exhausted, still knotted to Damon, leaking cum and birth fluids, completely vulnerable. Victor reached for my baby. Anger like I’d never felt exploded through me. The mountain responded and the entire chamber lit up with blinding golden light. Runes blazed across every surface. The voice of the mountain entity roared through my mind: “The True Alpha is born. The cycle will be reset.”

I had been crushing on Alpha Silas since we were pups. When he was attacked by a Rogue's dark magic and his wolf went feral from heat, I didn't hesitate to offer my body as the cure for him. We spent the entire night tangled together. It seemed only natural that I would become his Luna. But on the day of our mating ceremony, Silas's soulmate Sloane was so heartbroken that she fled the pack—only to be captured and killed by Rogues. After the ceremony, the pack finally found her body, and Silas stared at her corpse in dead silence. I thought we would grow closer over time, that he would eventually fall for me. But on the day I went into labor, he ruthlessly and unilaterally snapped our mate b

The scent of grief clung to her; the loss of her pup had carved out pieces of her soul that would never grow back. “You called for me, Alpha?” she whispered. “Yes,” he said, voice smooth and cruel. “Your work has been… lacking since the death of your pup. So here. Take this thing.” He gestured to Rebel. “Raise it as your own. I’ll provide what you need. Will that be a problem?” Skylar’s lips trembled, eyes filling instantly with tears—not of sorrow this time, but of aching, desperate gratitude. She reached out for the baby like someone starved reaching for bread.

Rebel POV After the incredible sex we had in the shower, the talk in the tub, my mate decides to tell me we need to call his mother. Seriously? I thought his parents might have passed and I was waiting for him to bring them up so I don’t drudge up bad or sad memories. I didn’t realize they were still alive. “Your mother? Not your mother and father?” I ask him. His eyes suddenly look sad, “Just my mother darling. My father passed away a couple of years after I became Alpha.”

“The Council is gone. The hunger is satisfied. But the gate... the gate requires a new law. The First Alpha didn't build this place to be a sanctuary. He built it to be a laboratory.” He looked at Lyra, his stormy eyes full of a soul-shattering clarity. “We can't go back to the way things were, Lyra. The North needs a new frequency. It needs the 'Genesis Reborn.' It needs the mother, the father, and the son to be the new Sun.” Suddenly, the First Alpha appeared behind Silas. He didn't look like a titan anymore; he looked like a weary old man who was finally ready to sleep. “The crown is yours,” the First Alpha said, holding out a single, glowing seed of gold-and-sapphire. “But to plant it, y

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.