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The Alpha's Little Slave

A wolfless half-human hybrid. That was all Harper Gray amounted to. To escape her family’s relentless abuse, Harper took the first chance to flee the moment her pack came under attack. But in the rubble of chaos and ruin, she found her mate. Unfortunately, she hadn’t expected the Moon Goddess to match her with the most notorious killer of the land― Damon Valentine, the alpha of the very same pack that decimated her own. Tales of his cruel misdeeds had spread far and wide. Every werewolf knew the name; even some humans feared it, and Harper was no exception. She had no plans of being mated to someone as terrifying as Damon Valentine, and she would do anything to break the bond. However, Damon Valentine had no plans of letting his little mate go. Captured, Harper was brought back to Damon’s pack― not as his future Luna, but as his pack’s newest slave. To complicate matters further, Damon wasn’t the only man the Moon Goddess had matched Harper with. Blaise Valentine — Damon’s twin brother — also had an interest in their new pet slave. The Valentine brothers had their share of conflicts but agreed on one thing: they would never let Harper go. ― Warning: - Dubcon - R18 themes ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

saltedpepper · Fantasy
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373 Chs

A Torturous Dinner

[Third POV]

"Damon, what do you think of Delilah and Daniel?" Dahlia asked Damon over dinner with her father. On the dining table was a veritable spread of hearty meats and fresh vegetables, taunting Damon with their presence. If Damon dared to ruin this dinner, Fangborne would not be eating well at all. 

He shoveled another mouthful of food into his mouth, willing himself to be nothing more than a consummate guest for the time being. He would be patient and polite until Blaise finally reported back.

"Huh?" Damon blinked in confusion. "Who are they?" He didn't recall knowing anyone else with those names. As far as he knew, Dahlia only had a brother Darach, who was now out gallivanting with his fated mate and his brother. 

Darach's chair was left empty at dinner, and it didn't escape Damon's notice that his chair was at the very far end of the table, as though someone had simply slotted it in as an afterthought. It didn't even seem used.