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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.

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The Alpha's Little Slave

"Hey, don't tell me that you're regretting it already," Blaise commented, his fingers gently touching the mark on my left shoulder, causing me to shudder as pleasure coursed through me. My skin felt sensitive, every nerve aflame.

His words sounded cavalier, but I could sense the flicker of worry hidden beneath his tone. More than that, I could feel his unease thrumming through me as if it were my own, thanks to our newly established mate bond.

Was this how being fated mates worked? I wondered if he could feel my emotions too. Perhaps that was why he was worried.

"No, I could never regret mating you," I said, quickly looking up at him.

The tenderness in his eyes took my breath away, and he cradled my face lovingly. I leaned into his hold. For once, since my tumultuous arrival in Fangborne, I felt like I truly belonged. My soul, which I didn't even realize was incomplete and aching, finally felt whole.

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