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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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Missed the Forests for the Trees

"Harper, you…" Milo shook his head, aghast, his eyes darting between me, the pile of leaves that cushioned the wendigo's dead body, and then at poor Atlas who was lying on the floor, looked over by the other two men with grim faces. 

 His mouth opened and closed wordlessly, like a gaping fish. I had never seen him speechless. I took a self-conscious look at myself, just in case the wendigo had torn off some clothing without my notice, but I was perfectly clothed, if not unkempt.

"I'm not blaming you," I said quickly, just in case Milo got upset. I'm sure he must have done his utmost best to arrive in time. "Better late than never, right? You're just in time to help me get Atlas to the infirmary." I let out a weak laugh, and Milo's face darkened. 

"You're the one that needs medical attention immediately!" He all but yelled out. "We're going to have words about your actions later."