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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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I Won??

"What if I win?" Angelo asked his cocky brother. 

"See, that's a what-if. Now, are you game, or do you wanna pass up this chance?" Carl responded. He had a ball in his hands, ready to strike after anglo. His long locks were free this time, allowing them to roam freely.

He looked like Adonis, but a hotter version, through telling him that would just inflate his ego even more. He was wearing khaki shorts and a top that he had stolen from Angelo. On his feet were sneakers that made him look like he was a sports person, but was he?

They would just have to find out anyway.

Behind the chaos, the number of people who had joined in the bets had increased, and well, let's just say that if Carl won this game, he would be filthy rich. He would have enough money to buy crackers and go light with the kids, but that was not something anyone was sure of just yet.