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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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Was it A Choice?

When Carl fainted, Darius held onto his mate as Camille created a portal to the Alexei hospital. The one place none of them ever thought they would ever visit.

The hospital was well equipped but it was almost useless considering the wolves barely had human mates, not to mention they always healed by themselves. Maybe Carl's case was different because he just fainted.

With the doctors taking care of Carl. The rest of the lot stayed in the royal waiting room. Mikhail had never understood the logic that bound supernaturals and hospitals. What was it they their bodies couldn't fix?

Carl was laying in there with an IV hooked on his body. He had looked pale and Darius was definitely not leaving his side. So here they were, in the royal waiting room, but with all the brain cells in Mikhail apparently sold out because this man was something else.