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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

"Of course we aren't at the morgue." Damon rolled his eyes. "Can't you read the words on the building? Besides, they wouldn't bother with a morgue― they'd just toss the bodies onto the roadside for the wild animals to eat."

I gaped at him in horror. Then, Damon let out a sharp laugh.

"Ha, you really believed that? What an idiot," Damon chuckled and he cuffed my head good-naturedly as I grumbled up at him. "It looks better on the inside. What's the point of wasting their money on making it look good, when there's nowhere else for the injured and sick to go?"

I could see the point of that argument, but I only began to believe it when we pushed the door open and walked inside. Thankfully, the interior of the tiny hospital wasn't as dilapidated as the outside. The white tiles looked old, but they were clean and unbroken.

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