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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

Watery Depths I

"Of course," I agreed readily, without hesitation. 

It had been too long since I had felt Blaise through the bond, and I felt an urgent need to rectify that immediately. In fact, I wanted to rectify this problem the moment Damon created it, but there was simply no opportunity to do so since Blaise had been sent away. 

Others might think me selfish for wanting Blaise even after Damon and I marked each other, but they wouldn't understand. There was a hole in my soul without Blaise, even with Damon's presence. It felt like my soul was a chew toy, tugged into two pieces.

"You're enthusiastic about it," Blaise pointed out, and I noticed he couldn't stop the corners of his lips from rising. 

"Like you're not," I retorted playfully. "I missed you. You had no idea how worried I was when I left you behind."