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The Alpha's Little Slave

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. ― Warning: - Dubcon - R18 themes ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

saltedpepper · Fantasy
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Lines of Fate

I heard Darach and Milo gasp in the background. My own face paled in shock, even as my heart started to beat twice as fast. My eyes darted back to the mess of lines on my palm, trying to make sense of the lines.

How could she figure out this secret from my hands? What witchcraft was this?

"That's not possible," I said, my voice quavering. "How can someone have two mates at once?" 

"It's rare, but not impossible." Luna Cassidy stroked my palm with her fingers. "But in your case Harper, it will end in tragedy. Until you have truly accepted both of your mates, you will never unlock your true potential. Yet, it is only when you unlock your true potential, that you will lose one of them forever." 

I gulped, cold sweat beading down my temples at her ominous warning. Did it mean that either Blaise or Damon would die?