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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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Love in War

With the war ended, everyone went to help rebuild Vaziria. Sure, they hadn't all taken part in the destruction, but they had all come here to help them. The women and children were to stay in the unclaimed territory until the rest were finished rebuilding Vaziria.

With their werewolf and vampire speeds, they would be able to fix things faster. The shadow hunters were also helping with redecorations considering their runes were their own kind of unique magic. 

"we are just from a war yet somehow your body is distracting me," Lilah whined as she cleaned one of the houses.

Half of the warriors were literally rebuilding and fixing the stones, while the other hand was fixing the streets, doing the furniture work, and even cleaning up. It was almost like they were at a community service volunteer session. It was hilarious.