Xeeraaruwa

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An Alpha-mage, one whose soul held nothing but darkness, but was known as the incapable Alpha, because that's how he appears to his pack.


Every Alpha is known to be an arrogant, possessive, egotistical, and controlling person but not this Alpha he was known to be a womanizer, inconsiderate, and undisturbed by the affairs of the pack. he's the most accurate definition of I don't give a sh#t kinda person...


His mate was bound to make him stronger, but when he found her he knew he had to reject her unless he was willing to let the darkness takeover...

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Okay, so do you think the Alpha would reject his mate? would he succeed in holding back the darkness within him?


What if he rejects his mate, but she doesn't take it lightly...

Breelia, Alpha Black's mate, is the daughter of the Alpha of the strongest pack to have ever existed, she hadn't been expecting to fall in love with her mate but when he rejected her, she vowed to make him pay.


How would she make him pay? would they become immortal enemies or would she forgive him?

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#Warnings this book is a slow burn, and you'd have to be patient with the characters as they develop with time.


Things aren't always going to be like sleeping in beds of roses well except they include thorns... haha just kidding... or not. Anyways 

please support this book as I actually started it for the WSA contest which I have little confidence about but with your help, we might make it...

And if you still find this interesting after the warnings then thank you for your support...


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PS. Book art doesn't belong to me and would be removed upon request by the true owner.

The Fate Of The Female Alpha

"Ahhhh," a wailing sound of someone crying filled the hallways, making Berry dash down the hallway and into his room within seconds as he knew that was the voice of his Mate.

"Oh, my God Sheila, what is it?" He fretted checking her whole body up and down for any sign of injuries but he found none, making him squint his eyes at her.

He has just come back from a meeting to find his wife standing in the middle of the room with a pair of scrunchie in her hand as she was balling her eyes out while staring at the scrunchie in her hand.

"God Sheila, what is it?" He asked again but she was busy crying her heart out to hear what her mate was asking.

He knew it was useless to ask her any more questions, so he did the only thing he thought was reasonable at that point, which was embracing her small frame in his large broad chest.

Sheila been dramatic...