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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 · แฟนตาซี
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In Which She Was Free [2]

[NIKITA]

The moonlight pack was a beautiful place that everyone had a reason to love. They were rich in everything and were slowly adapting to tech, thanks to the Elites who had since made it their mission to transform their home.

The alpha, the beta, and the enforcer's warriors, Ken and Enrique were a part of the elites. They were the people tasked with making life better for their people. Sure, they had a way of disappearing and shogun at odd times, but it was what it was.

They all worked to make their home habitable and a place that even they would want to be in. it was their pride and there was no denying it, but that morning, everything was just not making any sense to them.

They had trusted each other, and yet for some reason, they managed to end up in the same spot, without the one that had hoped to see. It was almost like the rebel was allergic to her own people. For a woman who had accepted the bonds, she sure was cryptic about her interactions.