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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 · Fantasia
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373 Chs

A Funeral For My Youth II

I paused. The right answer was of course a solid no, but I realized that I could not spit out such a definite reply. As someone raised in the heart of a werewolf community, there should not be any debates about it. Vampires were a werewolf's greatest enemy.

Yet, on the other side of my equation was my mother, the first person who cared and loved me unconditionally. When she was gone, it felt like every star in the sky vanished, leaving me in pitch-black darkness. If she had not died, I wouldn't have to live with my father and his pack and be treated like I was worth less than nothing. 

Didn't I owe it to my mom to find out what happened to her? Didn't I owe myself that form of closure? 

My hesitance was all the answer Damon needed. He gave me a disappointed look and turned away from me, and my heart began to clench. It was as though I was experiencing visceral heartache from his deep disappointment.