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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 · Fantasía
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Ghost of my Dreams II

The woman smiled serenely but she did not say a word. Slowly, she closed the book she held in her hand and placed it back on the shelf. I watched with incredulity as she moved slightly away from the shelves, every inch the same woman as I recalled. 

She looked older― much older than I remembered. Fine wrinkles had appeared on her face, visible even from the distance between us, thanks to my temporarily enhanced senses. There were streaks of white in her hair, and since I was no longer the young child I was when I last saw her, she was a lot shorter than I remembered her to be.

However, there was one thing that was also different but unexpected― the fire in her eyes. Despite the age from the years passed, her eyes glowed with a tenacity that I did not recognize. That never existed when she was still alive.

Or to be precise, when she was still together with my father.

 "There you are, Harper," she said. 

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