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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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- Dubcon
- R18 themes

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The Alpha's Little Slave

"Very well done, but for better results, you should use the strength from your arm, with the momentum from your shoulders instead of your wrist," my mother critiqued with a finger tapping on her chin as she surveyed Dahlia's broken shin.

In my ears echoed Dahlia's weak, breathless scream of pain thanks to my blow.

I didn't want to hit her in the face. Hell, I didn't want to hit her at all! Any plans that I had for revenge against Dahlia Elrod had her humiliated beyond belief and outcast from every pack, her reputation ruined beyond repair while I flaunted my happiness in her face.

Seeing her limp figure was just pathetic. I could beat her again, but I found no joy in it. But it seemed that my mother had joy aplenty for us both, and Gus was applauding me.

"Good first effort though," Gus said cheerfully. "You still got the other kneecap to practice on."

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