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The Rebellious Alpha Female's Human Mate

[COMPLETED] "I think you're mistaking me to be your ally. I could easily reunite you with your dead family, and no one would care," Arya warned Nikita. **** In which fate flips a coin in its sleepy state and binds death to death, instead of life. Vengeance meets livid freedom, and suddenly race is a non-issue because fate bound the impossible together; but what if it wasn’t a mistake? *** Nikita Rostova was once the good surgeon, but everything changed, when someone in his circle took everyone that meant the world to him, in one plane crash. With nothing to live for anymore, a hoard of wealth, and his legion of ruthless soldiers disguised as underage hackers, he became the doctor of death, and proudly so, after all, he was doing this for his vengeance. Arya Knight was the psychotic alpha that despised being a werewolf; an alpha that wanted to live a human life but couldn't, because of the werewolf king's interest in her. The only way to get her freedom was to present her mate, who turned out to be an unhinged chief surgeon with a lot of baggage; a human too broken by life and had lost everything including himself. But for her freedom, Arya Knight wasn't scared to cross the ocean on foot, even if that ocean was in the form of a broken soldier. Would she be able to face the sharks in it? Would this be just another mission for alpha Arya? And more importantly, would Nikita accept his role as the psycho alpha Knight’s mate?

she_osprey · Fantasie
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Answering To The Authorities

[NIKITA]

[Location: AT THE TODOROV MILITARY COMMAND BASE]

"Lieutenant Commander's Qiao Xi and Ekarolina Tabakov," Colonel Dmytri called the Commanders who had been freaking on the other side of his door.

"Yes, sir"

"Yes, sir," the two Commanders answered s they carefully pushed open the door to the Colonel's office. Now dressed in their black military wear, the two Commanders walked into the office, careful not to cause any more trouble.

They had always been in this room at the base, but not once had they ever thought that they would ever come in here because of their own disciplinary action. The Colonel's office was beautiful in its own unique way.

There were ships and gun relics all over, and bullets and even a baseball bat were right there at the corner. The room itself was painted white inside, a symbol of how pure the office was supposed to be, but here and now, there was trouble.