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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 · ファンタジー
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316 Chs

In Which The Luna Knows

[ARYA] 

Enrique followed his friend to the packhouse, the agitation clear in Ken's voice. He wished he would make it all go away, but he wanted all of this to be a lie. They were desperate to protect the two women who were out there.

Having The king agitated wasn't good for the moonlight pack. It made them the clear target and ade them the one place that the king would probably lash out at. The old bastard was cruel and conniving.

It was almost like he wanted to own everything the king had been born in an era where there were slaves. Anyone who wasn't born in the royal bloodline was either a warrior or a slave. There was no distinction though because the man slept with anything that could walk.

It was crazy how much time had passed and the man still had the same characters. Time was supposed to make people change, and it did for the king, only that this time, he was lusting for a child.