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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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Wholly Human

"I won't do anything stupid, I promise," I said, squeezing his hand gently. 

And even if I wanted to, it wouldn't be before Damon woke up. There was no point endangering myself when Damon wasn't even healed enough to look at it. It wouldn't trigger anything.

Blaise's grip on my hand tightened as he pulled me close. He sat on the chair while I stood right in front of him, allowing him to rest his forehead against the flat of my stomach. He sighed as I ran my fingers through his hair, gently raking my nails against his scalp. A soft, contented grumble left his lips, but otherwise, Blaise kept still.

"You should get some rest," I said, unable to help but smile a little despite everything else when he shook his head petulantly like a child refusing to go to bed even though he was visibly exhausted. Then, I jolted as I remembered something. "Right, we need to get Nicole to have a look at you. You took in wolfsbane as well with the food―"