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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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New Weapon II

I had never properly trained with a gun before. There was never a need, and the only time I had interacted with it was in Ironclaw when things went awry after negotiations with Alpha Natan broke down. Elijah had expertly handled the weapons― I wasn't sure I could repeat the same.

Speaking of Ironclaw, I gulped as I examined the weapon. Petral was there when we were, and Ironclaw had been working with the vampires, most likely dealing with silver. If they had a trade established between them, then my mother's collection of silver knick-knacks most likely came from Ironclaw's mines.

As if she could read my mind, my mother commented, "It's a pity Ironclaw went down so quickly. They were expert craftsmen and had made so many beautiful trinkets."

I whirled around immediately upon hearing her words, watching in horror as she picked up a teacup, moving her index finger around the rim before gently placing it back down.