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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?

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How Did She Know That?

[ARYA]

"Why would you do that! why the fuck would you accept the stupid mate bond huh? Couldn't you have waited and asked me like, y'know, hey Arya, how about you and me being bound to rule the fucking pack together? Would you fucking like that?!"

Arya boomed angrily, snapping out of the trance she and her mate had been in. They had been so close to ripping each other's clothes off, but then it seems like that would wait a few more millions of years.

The booming snapped everyone out of their trance and the werewolves in attack mode. The anger in Arya was spiraling through the links they shared and even though they were trying to fight it, they couldn't, so the best thing the warriors could do was keep their distance.

Nikita looked at his mate, angrily booming at him. He studied her, this time, not as the woman he had fallen in love with, but as the first woman other than his mother who had dared to raise her voice at him.