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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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Nikita Mustn’t Win

[Nikita]

Two hours later, they had eaten to their fill, but the public was still amazed by them. It was almost like it was illegal for the Pavlenko friends to be together like this.

However, it wasn't their beauty that made everyone focus so much on them, no. And it definitely wasn't the insane amount of food they had consumed. Someone would think that they had hired extra stomachs, but of course, no one would ever be able to understand the pain of being benign where they were right now.

It wasn't all that. what made the public stare at Pavlenko 's friend, was their open disregard for the public. The four of them were in their bubble, laughing, making jokes, making bets, slapping each other, punching each other, and holding onto each other like the family they were.