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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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Breaking The Moonchild

"Fuck my hands hurt! That stupid shit!"

When Carl cussed, all the attention was on him and Angelo. They both looked like they had been having the time of their lives in here. That could only translate to one thing. The blood on them wasn't theirs.

They had made the moonchild bleed.

They had hurt a child of the goddess.

They had hurt Camille's little brother.

Zymere Bonachi.

Hera stood in shock, once again, too stunned to speak. The alarm bells in her head were ringing and she could only think of Camille, the woman who had trusted her to take care of her brother while in Alexei.

The Hybrid was shaking in anger as she glared openly at the two brothers in the dungeon who were happy.

Mikhail could feel the temperatures in the room come down, he could feel his mate's anger and more than anything, he could feel her pain, because she could feel Zymere's pain.