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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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373 Chs

Dark & Wet I

Damon said tauntingly, "You sound more desperate than I thought. What happened to all that bravado about not ever lying with me again?"

"I―"

"You," Damon said, cutting me off, "are practically offering yourself up like a common whore now, spreading your legs just like the other women you despised back then, wearing that old collar." He laughed, his tone still ever-mocking. "Or perhaps that's what you want all along? You secretly want to be fucked by me?"

"You―" I couldn't see his face, but I didn't need to imagine the smugness radiating from every pore. I swung my fist, trying to punch in the general direction that I heard his voice come from. 

Damon's laughter bounced off the enclosed walls of the cave as he easily caught my fist in what felt like the palm of his hand. With a twist and a pull, he tugged me right into his arms, pinning me flat against him between him and the wall.