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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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Their Sworn Duty

[NIKITA]

[Location: THE RUSSIAN BORDER]

"They won't give up easily; let's use plan B," Carrie said to Qiao Xi.

The two lieutenant Commanders held their own in a skirmish far away from home. It was something that any officer could settle, but this had been assigned to them. This was something so new in the military system, but if the circumstances were considered, then it wouldn't have been new at all.

The government had sent its best soldiers to fix the mess that the rebels were causing at the border. It was nothing new to Qiao and Carrie, but they knew this was their punishment for taking up positions in the Pavlenko company.

They were both highly trained and highly skilled soldiers who were expected to be in the harshest of wars, and yet here they were, three thousand miles away from Todorov, camping in the grass like they were about to feast on the insects.