You're Mine. Slave.

You're Mine. Slave.

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My life wasn't always like this I had friends, family, and a life. Now here I am at the age of 18, After being a slave for 5 years, cleaning a house that belonged to a pack of wolves. Werewolves... I was thrown into this world at the age of 13, they killed my parents, and destroyed my life. I was a slave and a pretty damn good one if you ask me. I was beaten and pushed around, but never once had the Alpha laid a hand on me. He always stopped the people who beat me. He rewarded me for being a good slave and I was allowed to sleep in the pack house. In the basement however, but I can't complain. that is till it all changed...
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Doesn't it suck when your dead brother owes someone a lot of money? Doesn't it suck when that someone your dead brother owes money to is the Alpha of the vicious, cruel, and merciless Blood Talon Pack, the second largest and most powerful pack in the world? I'm Marlee Talbot. Age 18. A human, pretty tall for her age, and maybe a tad too skinny. Four years ago, my brother disappeared and was declared dead. Not a week later, some dude showed up in a business suit, asking for two million dollars. Cash. My family reacted differently then most. They told the Alpha that, they didn't have two million dollars, but they did have a hard working fourteen year old daughter they would be willing to give up, in exchange for their own freedom. The Alpha took them up on their offer, which is how I, a human, ended up becoming a slave to the Blood Talon Pack. Unless, of course, a mate were to be thrown into the mix. .

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