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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

Truth Exposed I

"Now, let's not be hasty," Blaise said with deliberate calm as he held his arms out, purposely positioning his body so that he was in between Damon and I. He interrupted our eye-contact in a bid to diffuse the tension, but that caused his body to bump into Damon's outstretched arm. 

I winced as Damon growled loudly in warning. I learnt from my previous pack that werewolves were always territorial creatures; siblings weren't exempt.

In fact, spats between werewolf siblings might be worse than spats between hated opponents. Just look at me and Aubrey. She could have given the best warriors in our pack a run for their money when she decided to beat the living daylights out of me in front of our father. 

"Damon, put her down before you do something we both regret," Blaise said, his voice a soft murmur, as though he was soothing a wounded animal.