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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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The Restoration Room

The restoration room.

The room that was designed specifically for the dome protocol. The only saving grace for Alexei with a capacity of ten thousand life pods. The room that determined whether Alexei lived or died. That was the room the warlocks were currently headed to.

They didn't know how they were supposed to do this, but they had to find a way around it. Angelo would probably be mad at them, but he wouldn't be mad forever, and that was what was keeping them sane.

Gaviria looked at the huge gold-plated door. It looked like the modern-day vault doors that the humans used in their banks.

It was heavy and couldn't be opened by just anyone. Those were the security measures put in place if Alexei was even in trouble and their only way out was to run. Gaviria stared at the door that stared right back at him and his mates.