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WHOSE ALPHA?

[COMPLETE] The "Falci". One word. One woman but absolute hell, for the werewolves of Alexei. After singlehandedly bringing Alexei to its doom in a single attack, the falci is very determined to make sure the wolves don’t go back home. Without a home and their werewolf powers, the surviving wolves have no option but to blend in with the humans, only this time, they are the slaves for the humans for decades. However, their hope lies in two kids, both who haven’t been sighted since the attack on the day they were born. They are alive, though totally unaware of their identities, but that is all the hope the wolves need to keep them going. Maybe someday they will go back home. -------------- Rhian is the good thief. Steals everything that she considers valuable, but never sells them. Her reason, souvenirs are a man's best friend. Angels are supposed to be people with beautiful souls, but him, he is Satan reincarnate despite being called Angelo. They are both independent yet hardwired with a load of trouble and a carefree spirit. Heirs to a world they have only read about in books, these two must come together to save their people. A people they have never heard of yet are so dependent on them coming together. Will they really accept their fate or will they fight it till the end? Will they submit to the pull or will they end up destroying the very world they were tasked to save? A story that wills to answer the question, Whose Alpha? OTHER WORKS: ON PROFILE cover photo not mine, will take it down if the owner requests.

she_osprey · 奇幻言情
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I Can't Lose You

Three weeks.

It had been three weeks of hell for everyone in Alexei and everyone anticipated the end of the heat. Everyone wanted their leaders to come back and make things better. Maybe then they wouldn't have to worry so much about their home because, at that moment, they needed something feasible.

A full-proof plan that didn't threaten to make their lives even harder than it already was.

When Angelo and Hera came out of their heat and were finally free, they were in literal shock. The palace itself looked like some old and rigged homeless shelter, with the only difference being that there were no homeless people there.

The walls were cracked and it looked like their home was on the verge of collapsing. Between the dungeon and his office, Angelo Morgan wanted to kill and kill and kill.