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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

Everybody Wanna Steal My Mate

"your highness, we tried reaching out to the demos, and it turns out, they are here for the Luna…" a warlock began but Angelo cut him short. He was so done with all the supernaturals demanding for Hera like they were hers to begin with.

Hera was the love of his life and if he had to fight the whole universe just to prove to them, then he would. He wasn't going to let them take her away from him. He was done with people coming in and leaving like Hera was some piece of artefact that they all needed to showcase.

First it was the falci, then Gonzalez, and now it was the darn shadow demons. Angelo was tired not just physically but emotionally too.

He was tired of all that was happening and there were times when he wondered whether his parents would have been proud of him. He had grown up alone and when Carl stepped in, he finally had a brother.