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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.
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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?

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WHOSE ALPHA?

Darius looked at the man in front of him, studying him almost scared that this was the last time they would be together.

He contemplated defending himself, giving his mate a response.

He contemplated rambling the apology he had been rehearsing in his head since he left the Luna's office.

He contemplated telling his mate to go clean the blood off of him.

He contemplated doing a lot of things, but here and now, looking at the man who loved him just like he did him, Darius couldn't help but have nothing to tell him.

So, he closed the distance between him and his mate, held his arm, and made him get up despite some of the blood sticking on him.

Carlos looked like death but to Darius, he was still an angel.

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