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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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Well, Firechester Works

[ARYA]

"Run, Andrei, run!" Qiao said to his mate, his voice so empty and devoid of emotions. It was almost like he didn't remember that the man before home was his damned mate. They had been together for months now and he still looked different.

Something was amiss and Drew could feel it when his mate told him to run. Nikita, Carrie, and Ken broke off running when Qiao had told them to, but Drew didn't. Instead, he stood there, like a lost statue, as if he was figuring out something.

Drew stood there in shock and a surpassed face taking over his ever so-beautiful features. Qiao never called him Andrei. Not even when they were mad at each other. 

He would always use the term 'sweetheart', though, aggressively but that's how Drew always knew that his mate was mad at him. But he never used Andrei, ever.