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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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It Was The Girls

[ARYA]

"Did you guys hear that someone attacked the king's palace?" One of the moonlight pack warriors said.

The werewolf king was one of the most brutal people in the werewolf lands. He was feared by everyone and no one had ever dared to openly oppose him. They were all scared of the consequences.

A ruthless man with no conscience, the werewolf king was death in its rawest form. He didn't care about anything other than power and any chance he got, he would always prove to the werewolves that he was the man with the final say.

He always made them feel inferior and put them right under him. He knew nothing about humanity and believed that he was given a beast for good reasons so he ruled with it. No one had the courage to even call out his name, so they always called him the king.