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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 · ファンタジー
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A Perfect Fit I

"Oh." my mouth fell open in surprise. 

Of course. A wedding, no matter how forced, included wedding gowns. How could I have been taken unawares by her words?

"Right, wedding gowns!" I clapped my hands, trying to seem more enthusiastic. 

No wonder Damon looked like he was walking towards the gallows. I've seen him bleeding from wounds with more enthusiasm than he had shown this entire wedding preparation. 

"Is it only me, or can Blaise come along as well?" I asked casually. 

The more people I could pull in to share in the awfulness of such a task, the better. Misery loves company after all. 

"Why not?" Dahlia shrugged. "I'm already getting Damon's opinion and yours." She shot Damon a lovestruck look, trailing her fingers up his arm. 

Damon did not flinch or pull away, but he stared into the distance with a blank look in his eyes, as though his soul was in another realm altogether.