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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 · 幻想
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#R18
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#LOVETRIANGLE
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#FORBIDDENLOVE

Grateful or Resentful

Dahlia's eyes fluttered weakly as she tried to focus, her hair hanging low, obscuring her face.

While my mind was still stuck on what my mother had said earlier, Dahlia had already stirred awake. She groaned, her voice hoarse as it spilled from her dry, cracked lips. Slowly, when her head moved along with the rest of her body, she weakly cried out in pain.

The silver chains still dug into her body, after all, and the burns were only getting worse. As she moved, the silver did too, allowing the chains to touch different parts of her skin, opening old ones and searing new ones into her flesh.

When her eyes finally opened completely, they widened even further when she caught sight of me. She immediately began to frantically try to squirm her way out, the smell of burning flesh filling the room as I winced, taking a step back. If not for the gag in her mouth, Dahlia would no doubt be screaming expletives as though there was no tomorrow.