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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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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#WEREWOLF
#POSSESSIVE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#LOVETRIANGLE
#ALPHA
#FORBIDDENLOVE

The Soft Side I

[Third POV]

"Stop this right now!"

The huge bell that hung directly above the arena rang out, signaling the end of the fight. Not that Damon was planning to land the final hit, either way. Harper had already passed out from her wounds, falling limp on the ground with her eyes shut. Blood trickled down from the corners of her lips, her body littered with black and blue.

Damon stared hard at her unconscious figure, an unknown emotion swirling deep within his chest. She was a werewolf― or at least, she was still partly one. By all reason, she should be healing from these superficial wounds already. 

So why wasn't she waking up? 

"Damon, have you gone fucking mad?!" Blaise yelled at his older brother the moment he entered the arena grounds.