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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

Records I

"Records?" I asked, leaning behind Damon to whisper to Blaise.

Blaise only gave me a confused look in reply. "I've never seen it used before," he confessed softly. 

I guessed no one had invoked such a function in previous conferences. There was a thoughtful hum that echoed throughout the room; our eyes were drawn towards the oracles, who appeared with more bowls of moonwater. 

Their eyes were unseeing as they simply took their turns to pour more of the moonwater into the bowl. Magically, the bowl somehow never seemed to overflow. Once again, the surface smoothed over to reveal a series of damning memories― Damon, with his broad shoulders and strong back, casting a long shadow that threatened to swallow Darach whole. 

He was surrounded by other werewolves his age, but it was Damon who led the violence, kicking Darach who had curled himself up into a ball to protect himself from the blows. 

'Stop it! You're hurting me!' Darach screamed out in pain.