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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 · Fantasie
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Peacemakers??

Together, the brothers went through the portal, leaving behind a peaceful Alexei. They hoped that they would come back to a home that was still peaceful. Having Mustafa in their dungeons wasn't really comforting but at least he was in Luna's prison. 

He would stay there a while, besides they would just deal with the human rats and come back home, it wasn't going to be so difficult, right? 

The portal led them to their living room in their home in the city. This was the place they had never been in for a long time, even Carl had just been here for a few minutes before he went to Morgan's prime. Nothing had changed about the house. 

Everything seemed to be intact, save for the white sheets that made it look like a deserted home. The air was cool on this side too, but the noise from the revving engines in the city was making it a hard place to be in. Then again, of all their homes, this one was the closest to the city and to Morgan prime.