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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

Moment of Truth

Darach's jaw instantly clenched, and I could see the muscle flexing beneath the layer of skin. I gritted my teeth and pressed my lips together― this couldn't be an easy conversation. Dahlia Elrod had never been the best sister, but Darach always had her best interests at heart before the nosy lot of us disrupted this strange peace they had between them.

Or at least, whatever semblance of peace there was.

Either way, Darach always had a soft spot for his sister― that was the whole reason why we became acquainted in the first place. He had hoped for a better life for Dahlia away from Damon. Alas, he was right.

If their lives hadn't been intertwined, perhaps Dahlia Elrod would still be alive now.

"She died," Darach said nonchalantly, keeping his face straight. "Everyone dies."

I breathed in deeply through my nose, my tongue darting out to wet my bottom lip. My words were already at the tip of my tongue, ready to spill out, when Darach spoke again.