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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

"Everyone heard about it, Harper," Lydia said. "The news spread so fast, I bet even newborn pups knew. I just didn't believe that it would actually happen! I wasn't allowed to watch the match, but I heard what happened. You got beaten so badly! How could he want to do more to you…"

"He did." I nodded grimly, and Lydia looked even more aghast. Her mouth moved wordlessly for a few seconds before she finally composed herself enough to speak.

"I can't believe Alpha Damon actually claimed the terms… I thought he might have been satisfied with simply beating you up," Lydia burst out. "Beta Blaise is his own blood brother! He was going to cuck― He was stealing― Oh my god!"

Lydia, at a loss for words, shrieked into her hands. "Harper, why is your fated mate such a shithead?"

"I honestly have no clue," I said simply. "Your guess is as good as mine."

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