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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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What Could Go Wrong Anyway

[NIKITA]

Standing in that room next to the man he wanted to deal with in ways more than one, Nikita was his own strongest soldier. It was a battle between his mouth and his brain and surprisingly, his brain was doing pretty well.

He had been watching this man for the past few minutes, trying to think about the goddamn price he had set. Hell, this man could have just told Nikita that he wanted all of the Pavlenko wealth.

Anyway, if this was a game, Mykolajki Pavlenko had unexpectedly chosen to stay alive, for the moment anyway.

"Seven hundred million? What's the guarantee that this virus even works?" Nikita asked disbelievingly. He wasn't really serious about that price, was he? However, Nikita could see how calm the man was when he was making the quotation, like this was all a walk in the park.

If he wanted the money, he would get it, but Nikita wasn't going to show him that. He wasn't going to easily submit, not this time.