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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 · Fantasia
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316 Chs

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[NIKITA]

"Has she said anything yet?" Nikita asked Jacob, who just shook his head before realizing that his master wasn't even looking at him. Whatever he had heard about Nikita had to have terrified him because he corrected himself faster than the speed of lightning.

"No, she's been quiet, way too quiet," Jacob said as he opened the door to the mirrored room.

Here, they would be able to see everything that's happening in their customized interrogation room, which looked like Satan's kitchen. This place was terrible, and nothing anyone said would make it look any better.

Nikita walked towards the mirror and the computers, ready to see what it was about this woman that gave her the audacity to try and mess with his family. 

"We shall see how quieter she will get when I walk in there," Nikita said. He wasn't going to leave anything to chance just because the woman who had made him look like a fool more than once had refused to talk.