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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

Silver Moon

"I can help to pick them up," I offered. "It wouldn't hurt me, and it'll give me something to do in the meantime while you're repairing the premises." Also, it allowed me time to think about an alternative to Darach's proposal. Even with Fangborne in crisis, he still deserved a proper answer. 

"Don't be ridiculous," Blaise said in horror. "Our grounds are vast, you would take an entire year to comb through them alone."

"I highly doubt that it would take that long," I said dryly. "I work fast." 

"Not to mention that it's dangerous," Damon growled. "They could simply be lying in wait for a second chance. If there's anyone who should be picking up these gifts, it should be Darach."

"You want to make the werewolf that just lost his wolf pick up tiny bombs?" I shook my head in disgust at Damon's words. "I cannot believe you."

"It was a joke," Damon grumbled, mollified. "Why are you so overprotective of him?"