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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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Our Turn To Breathe

"Awuor, what do we do about the situation home right now? We need a leader. Vaziria can't be left without a king or queen." Fernando said as he looked at the warrior, who also shared the same look like him.

As much as they didn't want the position, they knew that these were fragile times. If the world heard that there was no king in Vaziria, the rogues would come and attack them again. The hunters would come to kill them for sport, and that didn't sit right with him.

They didn't want unnecessary battles. They had been alive for a long while now, and they understood that their people wouldn't feel secure if there was no definitive form of leadership.

"yeah, i know. I just didn't know what is the best solution at the moment. I've been thinking a lot. Maybe we can create a council to run Vaziria while we let the people decide who they want as their leaders," Awuor said, and Fernando knew she was right.