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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

Their Weapon; Love [2]

"Goddess no," Carl sighed defeatedly as Zayn used the sibling bond to supercharge his anger. He knew this was a dangerous move for them both. They were both channeling a wave of twenty-year-old anger and it would either break them or break Alexei.

Nothing could be fixed with it and they knew it, but they were far too gone to even realize it. This was wild. They were ruining each other. Suddenly, as if Carl was possessed by something, he began ruthlessly attacking his brother, not giving him room to breathe.

He wanted to kill him.

Everyone could see that.

The clings of sword against sword were louder, and slowly even the people who were fighting around them gave them space. This was way different than what they had subscribed to. Carl was a trained beta.