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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

Bloodthirsty II

The second time I woke up, I found myself on a softer palette. Someone had managed to scrounge up a thin sleeping mat for me so I didn't have to lay on the cold floor, but I still felt colder than usual.

Then I remembered what I went through before I passed out. No wonder I was cold. I had lost quite a lot of blood indeed. Thankfully, this time I was left completely alone. They probably thought I wasn't a threat in my weakened state.

And they were technically right. I wasn't a threat, but then I refused to remain a sitting duck. I rolled myself off the palette and took a better look at the tiny cave I was in. It was a smaller one than the one they originally put me in, and the walls of the cave were a brighter, glittering silver, but I scoured the ground for a sharp enough rock that I could use to hopefully weaken the tied chains.