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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

I sighed just as the rest of the room hissed.

Luna. What a sensitive word it was at this time.

Because of Kyle's persistent and unrelenting efforts to sully my good name, a good portion of Fangborne's warriors did not like me. Those who did either have no sway in the pack or were the alpha, beta, and charlie themselves― I wasn't sure what Kaine felt about me, but I hoped he was at least neutral.

As for the rest of the pack, a good majority of them probably did not care. They were alright with my existence, but were equally alright if I vanished from the pack. It didn't matter to them― whatever Damon planned would be their plan as well.

Unfortunately, the people who occupied the infirmary right now consisted of mainly warriors. Civilians had been treated first and they emptied the beds as soon as Nicole patched them up. That meant that other than Damon — and perhaps Nicole — no one here wanted me as Damon's mate.

Discharged