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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

Oh god. It hadn't been five minutes since our reunion and Damon had already insulted my mother. I was at least hoping for us to arrive at the dining hall before drawing out the knives. Not that my mother did not deserve to be called out, but surely Damon did not need to do it in a way that removed all semblance of politeness from the meeting!

At this rate, I would expect my mother to pull out a gun over dinner to shoot at him while she ate her food.

Blaise and I tried to step on his foot to discreetly get him to stop antagonizing her, but it only led to our feet colliding together.

"Damon, shush," Blaise said warningly. I could sense his anger coiling under the surface at my mother's words, but Blaise always had a stronger hold on his temper. "Don't forget, we're guests here."

Dinner is Served