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The Ruthless Alpha's Sweet Mate

"Hey, beautiful," she paused, "may I know your name?" Nox asked, not really believing the words that were leaving her lips at that moment. "I'm Dunamis, Aylin Dunamis. What's yours?" Aylin spoke, her sweet, soft voice sounding to Nox as beautiful as a symphony of angels. "Nox, Scarlett Nox, and I, dear Aylin, am your mate." Came the reply, Aylin's eyes widening with realization at the revelation by the Alpha before her. ------------------------------------------------------------- A random visit to a cafe` for a fresh coffee after a soulless morning in the office is the last place Alpha Scarlett Nox expected to find her mate, a sweet-looking omega called Aylin Dunamis. As they begin to explore their lives together as mates, the universe begins to stir. Unexpected encounters, unending hostilities and reunited loved ones appear, making the two wolves begin to realise that not all is as it seems. When the secrets they suffered to keep hidden finally surface, will they be buried under the skeletons they hid in their closets? One thing that is certain is that their meeting may have been fortune's favour, but the road ahead of them had no such sentiments. ----------------------------------------------------------- This is not a slow-burn romance in any way, shape or form. It contains some Futa aspects, if not comfortable, I suggest you don't read. Also, I do not take credit for any of these character images, the credit goes to pixart. This story is in the WSA Contest, so please vote and add it to your collection! Ruthless Alpha x Fiery Omega Girl x Girl

Azalea_Silver · LGBT+
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34 Chs

Blast from the past

Altan noticed she had not been referred to her by her honorific and realised that this little pup was serious. As young as she was, even Altan couldn't take her lightly, though he was stronger by a margin.

"Go ahead, Scarlett." He said, smiling manigamously.

Altan knew full well that the only reason Nox obeyed him was due to her respect for him. Thus, he never tried to short-change her and give her the respect she gave him. Nox smiled sinisterly, glaring openly at Freya.

" Listen up, old crone, and listen well, as I will only say this once." Nox began, ignoring the gasps of surprise that rose involuntarily and filled the room.

"If a single hair on the head of my mate or anyone else I care about is harmed;" she paused, her voice dropping with a dangerous snarl.

" Your corpse shall lay by the feet of the new queen of witches; crowned by me."