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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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- R18 themes

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The Alpha's Little Slave

Blaise pressed a quick kiss to my face, repeating his actions on each of my cheeks, my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then finally on my lips. I leaned into his hold as he did so, digging my hands into his hand, gently tugging at the strands as I moaned against his lips.

He pulled down my bottoms, throwing them to one side before his fingers slipped under my panties and between my wet folds. Gently, he fingered the supple flesh as I gasped and squirmed at the sensation. Instinctively, I rocked my hips against his touch. He was teasingly close to the entrance and I desperately needed to feel him inside.

"You're so wet already," Blaise commented, pulling his fingers out to show them to me.

His fingers were coated heavily with my slick, and when he separated his index and middle finger, I could even see a string of my arousal linking his two fingers together before they dripped down.

Watery Depths II*