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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

He'll Be Here, I Promise

Everyone was watching, waiting to see what would happen.

They could sense a change in the beta's mood, but it was more of a worry than anger. They understood that he needed to see his brother, and none of them felt ready for what could happen if ever Angelo and Carl had their first public fight.

It was like an impossibility, but crossing it off the list was just too much hope anyway. Carl looked around, hoping to see his brother right behind Angelo considering the golden chain insured the slave and the master were at most five hundred meters apart.

Thinking of his elder brother as a slave would always fuck with Carl's mind, especially after all that had happened and all the horrors. He knew that his brother had been a slave for their mother for years, a reality that intensified Carl's hate for Zarinah.