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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

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Records II

Unfortunately, that included the oracles. Their blank eyes seemed to register my presence, for they narrowed at my sudden interruption. 

"I mean… we get the picture, Damon treated Darach terribly in his youth," I said, sweating slightly at the multiple pairs of eyes staring in my direction. "But Oracles, is there any way you can show how Alpha Elrod treats his son?"

"You have some nerve, to demand the Oracles serve your bidding!" Dahlia yelled out from the other table. She stood to her feet, slamming a hand against the surface before pointing a manicured nail in my direction.

With the red of the blood moon shadowing her figure, I easily found the courage to meet her glare. There was nothing she could do here, not in front of everyone, and certainly not without her wolf. If she dared, I didn't mind letting her have a taste of the silver necklace she was so unwilling to let go of the last time we met.