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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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Warning:
- Dubcon
- R18 themes

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The Alpha's Little Slave

The sound of the running water echoed from inside Damon's room the moment I stepped through the door.

The door to his ensuite bathroom was still closed despite his bedroom door being unlocked, and I could see the steam coming out from the cracks underneath, making me wonder how hot he had turned the temperature to. It was as though he was attempting to scald his skin off to replace it with a new pelt, masquerading as something he no longer was.

"Damon?" I called out, closing the door shut behind me as I approached the bathroom.

The running water stopped, and almost immediately after, the bathroom door opened. Damon stepped out, beads of water still clinging onto his defined abs and chest as a white towel hung on his hips. He wiped at his wet hair with another towel, his gaze lazily falling on me. He didn't even seem surprised in the slightest.

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