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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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We Do This, Together [2]

"it won't be easy getting back in there, with the wars and whatnot. But I believe we can get our home back up and running. We were gone for a while, but everyone still fears Alexei. So how about we show the enemies what our full potential is?

We can't always hide behind the dome all the time." Darius added.

As the royal enforcer, he understood the amount of energy he would be spending on fixing Alexei, starting from the warriors, but he was ready.

He had rested enough for a man who had been up and running more times than he could count. This new beginning was really going to make them grow insane and crazy with ideas. Yet, they were here, hours and hours later, after waking up, and it didn't seem to bother them.

Maybe because they knew everything would be different the moment they went out the doors, but was that so bad?

Was it really something that they couldn't stand with all that had happened?