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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 · Fantaisie
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He Came Home

[NIKITA] 

The doors to the base garage opened, and through it came the man of the hour, the man whose people had been waiting hopelessly for, for three days. The man that had been seeing on the news but didn't care one bit to defend himself.

They were looking at their savior, the man they would cross the seven seas for. Their handsome savior, Nikita Pavlenko. He had finally shown up, like a prodigal son returning home, and his people couldn't have been any happier. This right here was what their heaven looked like.

Nikita was met with joy, love, and laughter as he drove in, something that he never thought he would ever be able to experience again. They had surrounded him, not allowing him space to breathe.

They had truly missed him, like a mother to her children, only that Nikita, he was their guardian and their father. That was a title they had given him when Nikita had told them just to call him by his name.