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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

Thunderstrike II

No sooner did I think that, I heard the sound of a church bell tolling. The hefty gate slowly began to creak open, and the three of us were forced to wait. I could sense Damon's increasing irritation as he was forced to wait for it to swing fully open, instead of darting through to immediately get down to business. 

Damon grumbled under his breath, "Pretentious fuckwits." 

"Manners," Blaise and I chided together, relishing in the surprised look on Damon's face. He wiped it off just in time when we saw someone approach us. 

She was a tall woman with long dark hair, tied up in a high ponytail. Her forehead was covered by straight bangs, and I saw how her sharp blue eyes squinted with distaste as her gaze roved over me, judging me and finding me lacking from head to toe. She sniffed the air and drew back with a huff.