she_osprey

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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?

The moment the door closed behind Gaviria, the chaos began once again in the restoration room, and from the looks of it all, it would take a while for the six wildlings to calm down.

There was a bunch that looked angry as fuck while the other was in their own world, thinking of and probably dreaming of the man who they couldn't have, but the girls had a right to gush over him, right?

Maybe, just maybe, but none of that is okay with the enforcer, the mad king, and even the phoenix who hadn't found the courage to fix shit with his mate.

Carl finally released the breath he was hosing, but even that couldn't stop his mouth from being actually honest with them.

"he's got a pretty backside y'all" Carl gushed, rushing toward the eyehole to see whether Gaviria was still walking or he had magically disappeared.

Competition? Screw That