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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

Damon stopped moving and tilted his head as much as it could to give me one of the most scornful looks a wolf could give. I was sure that if he could roll his eyes in this four-legged form, he would have done so in a heartbeat.

"Well… sorry for caring," I muttered against his fur. "Let me know if you need to take a break though. I brought water if you need it."

Damon replied with a huff but continued to make his way through the paths. I supposed he wanted to cover as much ground as he could when the sun was still up. I looked up and frowned; the sun was much lower in the sky than it should have been back in Fangborne. We covered enough ground that we effectively ended up somewhere with shorter days and longer nights.

It wouldn't be long before night fell, and we would have to make camp. The wind was also getting stronger. Suddenly, I was very grateful that Nicole had lent me one of her jackets.

Journey Out II