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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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Impossible

"Who's there?" Hera called out when she heard laughter in the woods.

Carl had gotten lost somewhere in their quest to enjoy the silence and the serenity that the Vazirian forest gave them. Maybe she felt things or even saw things that didn't make sense.

Maybe she was so desperate to see her brother that she was now imagining things, but was she really?

Was she really hallucinating that her brother was seated there with the three moonchildren making stores?

Was she hallucinating when she heard her brother make beautiful stories with the people who had sachet him away from them? Maybe all of this was some mix-up, but maybe, she just needed to wake up. Maybe there were just so many maybes that she didn't want to accept.

"Shhh," Hera heard them say as they carefully looked around the woods before bursting out into laughter again.

What the hell was going on here?