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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

Elijah and I watched as Damon got ushered into the meeting room.

It hadn't even been minutes before I had marked Damon did Alpha Natan send someone over to knock on the door. Apparently, Alpha Natan had somewhere else to be later on and thus, they had to rush with the meeting and could no longer afford such a long resting period.

Where he needed to be, Damon didn't ask, and neither did I as it wasn't my place to. However, one pointed look from Damon and I knew that we shared the same thought― it no doubt had something to do with Ironclaw's recent silver sales.

Alpha Natan had once again leered at my body, his eyes lingering a tad bit too long at all the wrong places before giving Elijah and me permission to tour the grounds. He waved, and one of his werewolves approached us.

"Bring them around Ironclaw," Alpha Natan ordered. "Let it not be said that Ironclaw doesn't know how to treat guests well. Who knows? Maybe you might love it enough to stay."

Walls of Silver