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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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The Prettiest Triumph Card

With everyone here, Mikhail was trying his best not to go to Ciara and confirm his suspicions, but then now that they were so close to the place Zey was trying her magic and failing, he couldn't help but utter the very words he never thought he would openly admit to anyone.

"mate" Mikhail whispered so lowly that anyone could have missed.

Angelo looked abruptly to Mikhail, ready to tell him what they had been telling him since forever, to have control, to stay put and all that shit, but Hera stopped him.

She knew Angelo would never have the patience her brother had shown over the past month, not because he was the mad king, but because Angelo never hesitated to get what he wanted. He would go through hell and back if it meant getting what he wanted, and that was the spirit he lived by.

Mikhail couldn't believe his eyes.

Camille was just the same.

Nothing about her had changed.