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WHOSE ALPHA?

[COMPLETE] The "Falci". One word. One woman but absolute hell, for the werewolves of Alexei. After singlehandedly bringing Alexei to its doom in a single attack, the falci is very determined to make sure the wolves don’t go back home. Without a home and their werewolf powers, the surviving wolves have no option but to blend in with the humans, only this time, they are the slaves for the humans for decades. However, their hope lies in two kids, both who haven’t been sighted since the attack on the day they were born. They are alive, though totally unaware of their identities, but that is all the hope the wolves need to keep them going. Maybe someday they will go back home. -------------- Rhian is the good thief. Steals everything that she considers valuable, but never sells them. Her reason, souvenirs are a man's best friend. Angels are supposed to be people with beautiful souls, but him, he is Satan reincarnate despite being called Angelo. They are both independent yet hardwired with a load of trouble and a carefree spirit. Heirs to a world they have only read about in books, these two must come together to save their people. A people they have never heard of yet are so dependent on them coming together. Will they really accept their fate or will they fight it till the end? Will they submit to the pull or will they end up destroying the very world they were tasked to save? A story that wills to answer the question, Whose Alpha? OTHER WORKS: ON PROFILE cover photo not mine, will take it down if the owner requests.

she_osprey · Fantasy
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434 Chs

Abdul Bonachi [1]

"Sit, this will take a while," Muhammad said to the team. Even the moon brothers got closer to hear what was about to be said. They didn't know shit about their father, and their mother never really wanted to talk about it.

Expectedly, they had assumed the worst of their father and tried to use every means they could to erase the possibility of having a father. They wanted to forget that in their pain, their papa had been at the center.

They wanted to know more about the man no one talked about in their home. The man who had been branded the worst of the worst. The man their mother had made them believe had died. This was their chance.

Granted, they had never thought that the shadow hunter, Muhammad, would be of their bloodline, but damn the fates and their cruel twists.