Werewolves weren't just the stupid creatures you see on TV. They also weren't merely just some spooky myth designed to keep kids from wandering too far from home. In all honesty they had grown to become movie stars, musicians, CEO's - Whatever it took for them to do their absolute best in order to ensure the secrecy of their race. Power and wealth meant special treatment, higher security systems, more advanced technology, and the ability to make people turn a blind eye without a second thought.

There was a myth within the werewolf community however that if you came across the person who was most compatible with you, you would find yourself absolutely lost to love. You would know in that moment that you couldn't survive without them and some of the elders mention there being tales of physical pain caused by a separation. But if we're being realistic, how lucky would you have to be to find yourself in the right place at the right time to cross paths with that single person in a world of seven billion? It was said that you knew your mate once you laid eyes upon them, but what was that supposed to feel like..? 

What no one had really expected was that a wolf would end up becoming the fated pair of some simple human. Just what sort of issues will they overcome? 

[BL Modern-Fantasy about Roman and Aiden, people from two vastly different worlds learning how to revolve around each other]

Her name is Lua and she's the only "potato" among her rich and good-looking friends. Needless to say, Nato--- the de facto leader of their group and the richest guy in the university--- can't be in love with her... right? He's a tsundere so it's hard to tell!

What happens when a angel drops from heaven and coexist with humans, will be discover how far the human race has fallen or will he soon discover how similar he is to them.

The kids are alright. 


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It had been a couple of days since Remus had taken the Magical Beast Animagus Potion and everyone was still reeling from the shock. Not only did the Potion work and turned Remus's disease into a new Magical Power, it somehow combined his original Animagus Form, a Bat, with his new one and brought into the world a Legendary Magical Beast, Winged Wolf!! After Remus presented his new Animagus Form and saw the shock on everyone's face, he smiled before turning back into a Human. But even his Human form was different from his previous self, his body was streamlined and perfectly fit his clothes and not only that, it was like he had grown four or five inches and you could see an outline of his well-toned and defined body. 

Whilst everyone was once again shocked and confused, the kids were the first one to get out of their stupor and rushed to Remus. They all gathered around him and Ron was the first one to congratulate him, ``*Woohoo!* How do you feel Uncle Remus?! That Animagus form of yours was pretty surprising to say the least. Not to mention, your current human form isn't bad either.'' Remus looked at Ron and the other kids nodding in agreement and laughed out loud but before Remus or the kids could say could say anything. The adults had also gotten out of their stupefaction and Sirius chimed in and asked, ``I am sure your Uncle Remus feels great at the moment but I want to know where his Werewolf Form got Wings from?! I mean, he already got a XXXXX level Animagus From and he even has Wings! How's that fair?!'' 

Although it sounded like Sirius was jealous of Remus's new powers, he was probably one the people who wished he had gotten even more! Seeing his best friend get cured in front of his eyes would have been enough to make him happy but not only did he get cured but he even got to be the first ever Magical Beast Animagus and that too with a combined Animagus Form! While Sirius wanted joke around a bit more, Remus's father arrived in front of his son and asked him with happiness and a little bit of fear in his voice, ``Remus, are you really cured?! Are you finally free son?!''. The disbelief in his voice didn't make anyone angry instead, they all felt choked up themselves and silently left the room to give some space for a father-son talk.

During the next few days, the families outside of Ottery St also got to see the Wizard World's first ever Magical Beast Animagus and needless to say, they were shocked. Remus himself was still in shock and would turn into a Winged Werewolf every day before flying around the Quidditch Pitch and howling in joy and happiness. Meanwhile the kids were working on creating a simplified version of the Potion which they could provide to the other Infected Wizards. This Potion's only functions were to heal the long term damage the Curse inflicted upon the body and cure get rid of the Werewolf Curse. Although the person might still have traits from their time as a Werewolf, they would not turn into a deranged Monster come every full moon. 

And with only a few weeks left before Bill and Charlie finished another year at Hogwarts, they finally did it! A cure for Werewolves around the world, although no one else besides Remus would be able to get a Animagus Form out of it, they would instead be able to live a normal life in Wizard Society and not have to worry about hurting themselves or their loved ones. The kids had already decided to not take any credit for the Potion and instead got their Grandparents to get it distributed through the Ministry. Needless to say, the news of the cure shocked the entire Wizarding World to its core. No Ministry anywhere in the world could sit still and soon more than a dozen Ministers of Magic arrived in Great Britain. Cornelius who was still reeling from the shock himself had to get over it pretty quickly and went to meet with the other Leaders of the Magical World.

But all of that didn't concern the kids who were currently enjoying a celebration dinner put together by the House Elves and their Mothers and were stuffing themselves with food. The moms were looking at their kids with faces full of pride and joy but with a trace of uncertainty in their eyes. Ron caught this uncertainty and asked them, ``Mom, what are guys thinking about? Are you worried that we are eating too much or something?''. Molly and the other moms laughed at Ron's joke before Astoria's mother answered Ron's question with another question, ``It's nothing like that sweetheart. We're just wondering how you kids managed to give Remus a combined Animagus Form?'' Before Ron could answer, Cedric's mom chimed in as well, ``yeah, we understand the Magical Beast Animagus Form Potion but the combined Form isn't mentioned anywhere in the Recipe or even in any books laying around the different Houses.'' 

Ron and the kids smiled at the question, after all, it wasn't just their moms who were wondering about these things. Everyone wanted to know how they managed to give Remus's Werewolf from Wings. Once again it was Ron who answered the question, ``It's not surprising you didn't find it anywhere in the Houses. The combined form isn't mentioned anywhere in books.'' Before any of the adults could ask the new list of questions that had erupted in their heads, Harry chimed in and continued Ron's explanation, ``you remember when we went on holidays around Europe, we managed to discover some new Potion and Alchemy materials, some of which are used to make different types of Animagus Potions.'' When Harry went back to eating cake, Percy jumped in finished the explanation, ``Amongst those Potions, one was capable of giving a Wizard a chance to get two Animagus Forms but the Potion was highly unstable and reactive. So, it was  rarely if ever made but we were already drawing from theoretical ideas and this was a existent Potion. We took some little bits from it and combined it with some high level Magical Herbs alongside Magical Beast Blood and made the final Potion.''

Looking at the kids who finished the explanation and went back to eating as if what they said weren't secrets to a revolutionary Potion but some lame facts from a random book, the Moms couldn't help but think to hit their kids for some reason.
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Having been bullied almost his whole life, Ray's only solace had been his Mother and books. but one day, the bullies took things too far and he died. On his deathbed he had two wishes, for his Mother to be happy and for him to have the strength to be happy in his next life. somehow, both his wishes came true.

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Eighteen years ago
Werewolf castle
Everyone looked happy and rightfully so.
Today the heirs had been born, and their birthdays would be celebrated in a few hours as was the custom. The message had been passed on to every pack in the world. The werewolves were excited, but none more than the king, and queen who felt like they had played their part in the development of the nation.
They had saved the werewolves for a long time, and even though they were not ready to leave, they knew twenty years was enough time to be ready for retirement.
In twenty years, the new rulers would have been prepared and trained in the best way possible. They would be ready to take over the reign, and if they were lucky enough to be soulmates, then the werewolf rule would be peaceful.
The moon goddess wouldn't be harsh on her people, her favorite creation, not that she had any other creation. This was a time when the rogues were never heard of. They would only be read of in books, but that's because the books were parts of myths. Myths that would be taught to the kids so they would not be terrible people.
They were taught the importance of a pack, and they believed in it. They understood that lone wolves were easily taken out. They knew that so well, and that's why neither of the people wanted to be lone wolves. Despite interacting with the humans, their relations were okay.
Today was a big day for everyone.
The birth of these kids meant a lot to the werewolf world. Their reign would be different. That's what the warlocks said. That the kids were special and had to be treated with utmost care. A few hours old, and the world was already excited for them.
The decorations at the palace were beautiful. It almost felt like a wedding ceremony, but that wasn't the case, even though it almost was.
By evening, the guests had started arriving. The wolves who were expected were at least five thousand. That was just how much this even meant to the people. Everyone was happy. The party was so beautiful, and everyone was bound to enjoy it.
When the clock struck eight in the night, the doors to the party were officially opened. Everyone was allowed to interact with the others. The throne room was also open, and the kids were aid there for the visitors, and everyone to see.
It was a sight to behold.
The warlocks had put the kids to sleep, considering the party was obviously going to be noisy., and so they lay there, right between the alpha king, and the queen of werewolves. In the safest place in the world. Away from any danger.
At around midnight, just when the party was at its peak, the unexpected happened.
The palace was under attack.
Screams and commands could be heard.
Cries of help and shouts of mercy could be heard.
Bodies falling and werewolves howling out in pain was the order of the night.
The first instinct was to close the throne room, but that was not possible, especially with the number of people there. The hunters and the rogues were attacking the castle. How they had gotten in was beyond anyone's imagination, but with five thousand people in one place, a lot was bound to happen.
Even the unexpected.
The children and women were taken to safety, but then the room they were placed in was blown up, reducing everything to ashes.
Wolves were fighting their fellow wolves.
Hunters were killing the wolves, and the wolves were killing the hunters.
It was a crude scene, especially for children who had just been born. Their mothers were still weak, but that didn't stop the attackers from murdering the women. It was all so chaotic. The throne room that had once been a safe place was now littered with dead wolves and humans.
Everyone had wanted to see the children, but not everyone wanted them to live. That was what the attack was about. They wanted to kill the future rulers so they would rule the wolf nation themselves. That's why they were here, and the children being in the open like that was their chance.  
They should have waited for a little while before attacking. They should have been considerate about the rare occurrence, but when greed mixes with a lust for power, even the best people become monsters.
With everyone almost dead, the attackers aimed at the king, and queen, but more specifically, the bundles of joy that were between them.
Hera and Hermes were sleeping soundly despite the chaos that was surrounding them.
Neither of them was aware of how much power they had, but that was expected, considering they were just twelve hours old. With the castle turning into a blood pool, the guards had to protect the rulers, both for the present, and the future.
They had to protect them with their lives.
The palace was littered with bodies upon bodies.
Rooms were blowing up.
Everything was just messy.
Mindlinks were being cut, and more than anything, the king, and queen could feel the links to their wolves being cut so harshly, and abruptly. It hurt, but then what hurt the most was when the king and queen were murdered while protecting Hera, and Hermes.
Everyone felt the links break.
It left them distraught, so much that even the rogues who had attacked felt it.
For a moment, the world went darker than usual. The light bulbs were powerless. They were on but no one could see anything. Not even the people closest to them. It was a moment that everyone in the kingdom would remember.
A moment that the werewolf world would never forget. No one had ever heard of a king, and queen being murdered. The previous rulers who died were dead because of old age, and not because they were killed. But even then there was never this kind of darkness, never. One that overpowered every artificial light source.
It was a sign that the kingdom would never be the same again without the king and queen but it was also a sign that they had lost the two kids. The warlocks had taken the kids and hidden them in plain sight. No one would ever find them. When the darkness ended five hours later, it was nine in the morning.
As punishment for what they had done, the moon goddess killed quite a number of the hunters and the rogues.
What they did was unacceptable. She was the one who killed not the one who let people kill. She could have stopped the massacre if she wanted to, but she knew she had to let it happen.
The universe was not playing games, and she was not going to go against the universe for a people that had been so harsh to each other. Maybe this was their way of accepting one another, but maybe that was the beginning of the biggest crack in time.
After the darkness, everyone was looking for the two children who would save them from complete doom. Maybe they were trapped under the pile of bodies that had accumulated over the time that blood had been shed. They looked everywhere, but nobody found them.
It was a wild day and a horrible one for a fact.
If the children weren't found, then the werewolf world might have as well been disbanded. They were desperate for something someone who could save them, but there was nothing. Everything that was left was a pile of bodies.
The king and queen had been reduced to ashes, as was expected whenever people in their positions died.  The rogues had left, the hunters had also followed suit, or whatever was left of their teams. The wolves who were left unscathed tended to their wounded.
They were all weak but they had to find, and identify the wounded, and separate them from the dead. There would be a mass burial in the next two days, but that was if they had managed to collect the bodies by then.
From the damages, they had lost two thousand of their wolves, and while it was supposed to be a relief, no one would ever breathe a sigh of relief for losing a loved one. The packs that lost their alphas in the war had to find other alphas to take care of them, but until then, the betas would take over.
There was confusion in the whole castle, that, and the werewolf world had no cornerstone. Everything was bound to fall apart.
The next few days, the remaining survivors cleaned up the castle, and the doors to the throne room were locked. The dead were burnt since there were a lot of them. No one would ever get the time to pay the last respects properly as the kingdom was still in a frenzy over the disappearance of the kids.
Everyone was looking.
People were looking, trying to feel anything. Their heightened senses were supposed to get a hint of the kids, but that was never going to happen because of the cloaking spell the warlocks had cast on the kids.
The warlock who had cast the spell had died in the throne room, and with what he did, he sent the kids to different homes. He left them at the doorsteps of two human families who were worlds apart.
Families that never knew each other.
Families that knew nothing about the existence of werewolves, that way the kids would lead a normal life, and if by any chance their destiny called to them, then the road home would open itself for them.

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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