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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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The Audience With Old Feng [3]

[ARYA]

"Does it hurt your ego that a mere female bested you and killed your warriors? Does it make you itch with anger and does the agony of their waiting families make your skin crawl? I thought not, but you just wait till I get my hands on that son of yours. 

"You and I both know it will be game over for you," Arya said, and the king threw her to the wall, and she intentionally set off another bomb. 

She had planted them all over, and the trigger was hidden in her hair. So anytime anything happened and her hair was touched, by none other than her, she would set it off. 

The blow shocked the king and he looked in the direction where he had thrown Arya. The woman was just there watching him amusedly like he was some clown without a kingdom to rule. she was messing with him and it was safe to say that it was working.