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

Well-Placed Bullet

My haphazard meditation was disrupted as I suddenly felt rage cloud my senses, as though a dormant volcano had exploded within me, spewing out hatred and anger. My eyes bulged out as I leaped to my feet, ready to join in the fray. I had no idea who was supposed to bear the brunt of my anger, but I knew it had to be unleashed. 

Elijah immediately came towards me and grabbed my arm. I shook him off and snarled before I realized who I was baring my non-existent fangs against. Embarrassed, I quickly calmed down. 

"It was Damon, wasn't it?" Elijah asked, concerned. He wasn't even mad at all, only worried. "What was he feeling?"

"Angry. Very angry. Like he wanted to kill someone," I breathed out shakily.