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#DARK
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#WEREWOLF
#BL
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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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#R18
#COMEDY
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#BL
#FACESLAPPING

One Last Time

[ARYA]

"You people stay out here, or not," Arya carelessly said when she got to the king's study. She had given the warriors a warning, which could only mean that she wants to take responsibility for anything that happened to them today and now.

"I'm here now. I believe you know my terms, so the earlier we get this done, the better for all of us and the remaining wolves. Your choice," Arya said to the king as she walked in with a bowl in her hands. 

She was busy eating dumplings in a palace that smelled like a cemetery and she was even bothered by it. And even if she was, showing to old Feng would get her nowhere.

"You must marry my son," the king said with conviction like he didn't even care about his people.