The Captive Mate
Hecate · Completed · 100.3k Words
Introduction
She was mated to the Alpha who never touches her. No one respects her. She had always lived, like a mouse, stepping around everyone, apologizing to the people who stepped on her tail.
So she escaped.
In the new pack, she might look like a rogue omega, but she's finally free! Until...
Celine woke up slowly. She tried opening her eyes, but it was dark. Her head swam, and she felt nauseous like she had been drinking, but she hadn't been…
Where was she? What was going on?*
The noise outside was too loud for her to make any sense of it. She tried moving around to figure out what was going on.
At the bottom part of the cage she was in, the light flickered in.
"Ten thousand? Anyone for ten thousand?"
Celine kept her eyes tightly shut, facing the terrible realization that she was being auctioned off.
"Fifteen!"
"Sixteen!"
"Nineteen!"
She ignored the cheers.
"Five hundred," Another powerful voice spoke up, and Celine felt her knees buckle.
What was going on? This wasn't right… No one should want her, so why was…
The auctioneer didn't take a break this time, the excitement in his voice palpable as the bid only climbed higher and higher.
Celine could pick out three main people who were doing the bidding, leaving the others in the dust.
Celine is the orphan Luna of Moonstone Pack. She's hated by the pack and treated like the runt despite her position. After years of enduring the cheating of her mate, the Alpha of Moonstone Pack, and the maltreatment from her pack members, she decides to leave, running off to Reef City to start a new life.
Her plans are instantly cut short when she's kidnapped and auctioned off, and she's bought by none other than one of the Mafia Alpha Kings running Reef City, Asher Knight.
Chapter 1
Author's Note: You can message me your thoughts at hecate_anystories
Celine gently poured herself a glass of peach juice from a glass jar, the pack’s kitchen was bright with sunlight, laughter coming from a group of Omegas behind her. She was disappointed but not surprised when someone purposefully bumped into her, making her spill the juice all over herself.
She gasped as the cold juice splashed on her face, completely staining the loose floral patterned dress she had on.
“Ugh, are you blind, Luna Celine?” A scathing voice spoke, the title of Luna was said like an insult. “You got your muddy water all over me.”
Celine just slowly closed her eyes, partly to keep the juice out of her eyes and also to remain calm. She had quickly learned that lashing back only increased the bullying, because no one was on her side and she couldn’t stand up for herself if there was no one to defend her.
“Did you just roll your eyes?” Another Omega joined in, shoving her, “How rude can you be?”
“Just let it go, Cass, it’s fine.” The first Omega that had bumped into her said and Celine didn’t need to open her eyes to see that she had an evil smile on her delicate round face.
“It’s not!” Cass retorted, raising her voice to attract attention. “She thinks she can get away with anything just because she’s the Luna!”
Celine forced herself to open her eyes and face the Omegas that had surrounded her, knowing that if she didn’t de-escalate the situation, she would end up surrounded by a slew of them. “I’m really sorry about spilling my drink on you, Esme, I wasn’t paying attention.”
She hated the smug looks on their faces, hated that she couldn’t do anything about it but endure, running off before they found another reason to shove her around some more or pinch bruises into her skin.
Celine only stopped running when she got to the top floor of the pack where the Alpha’s apartment was located as well as the Head Beta and other important figures in the pack, leaning against a wall to catch her breath, her wet dress sticking to her skin.
She looked down at the dowdy dress she had on, her lower lip trembling as she tried to force back her tears. No matter how hard she tried to blend into the background, her pack members never left her alone. She was mated to the Alpha but no one respected that and it was because her mate also didn’t respect her.
She had been mated to Noah for two years now but her life just didn’t get any better, the treatment from the other pack members worsened and Noah treated her like a squatter at best and t__he hired help at worst.
Celine had endured this ever since she was orphaned at ten and it was because her father had been the previous Head Beta so she was promised to be the next Luna while he was still alive, and no one liked this, not even Noah who was then the future Alpha.
However, he couldn’t deny his father so he mated her, if it could even be called that. It had been two years but she was yet to bear his mark, birthing the successor of the pack was out of the question because Noah didn’t even touch her.
She wiped the juice off her face, wincing because of how much it stung her eyes. Usually, she hid out in the library to avoid everyone but she had been trying to get lunch for herself long after the pack had eaten together, only to run into Esme and Cass who had no doubt been waiting for her to show up.
Celine didn’t like to stay in her shared apartment with Noah but she would have to take a shower and change out of her wet clothes, it was starting to dry out and get sticky, it was too uncomfortable to keep wearing it.
She had to curb the urge to knock on the door, she had been living in the apartment for two years but it didn’t feel like it belonged to her, and maybe that was because it didn’t. She gently pushed open the door, trying not to make any noise. This was how she had always lived, like a mouse, stepping around everyone, apologizing to the people who stepped on her tail.
Although she would have been happy to sleep in a spare room, Noah had ordered her to share the main bedroom with him and she knew that was to keep up the pretense with his parents that they were happily mated.
The previous Alpha and his Luna no longer lived in the pack house, instead they were on a cruise ship, traveling around the world.
She opened the door to their shared bedroom, lost in thought only to stumble to a stop, a world of pain in her crystal blue eyes at the scene in front of her. Noah was right in their shared bed with another pack Omega, touching her in a way he never did to her.
They didn’t even slow down or act like they registered her presence, Celine forcing herself to move her frozen feet so she could step out again and close the door. She slid down the door with her back against it, crouching on the floor, the smell of sugary peaches nauseating her.
Celine was well aware of Noah’s unfaithfulness but at least he had the decency to keep it away from her, at least that was what she thought. So it meant that the entire time she hid out in the library, he did this?
The wanton sounds from the room that only got louder the longer she sat in front propelled Celine to move, she went to a guest room to clean up. She took off her dress and tossed it in the sink, undoing her hair. She always braided it and kept it in a tight knot because it was a weak point as the pack members, mostly other Omegas, didn’t hesitate to cruelly pull on it whenever she left it down.
Last Chapters
#84 Chapter 84
Last Updated: 3/24/2025#83 Chapter 83
Last Updated: 3/22/2025#82 Chapter 82
Last Updated: 3/22/2025#81 081
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#80 080
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#79 079
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#78 078
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#77 077
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#76 076
Last Updated: 1/13/2026#75 075
Last Updated: 1/13/2026
You Might Like 😍
The Hockey Alpha's Fake Girlfriend
Then there’s Rafael. Dark. Untouchable. The boy everyone talks about but no one really knows. He should be the last person Vivienne gets close to, yet she can’t look away. He pulls her in with a kind of danger that feels both terrifying and safe, like he sees the parts of her no one else can.
But Rafael carries secrets—secrets that could destroy them both. And the closer Vivienne gets, the harder it is to tell if he’s her way out… or the reason she never escapes.
The Contract Wife: Marriage Of Malice
He didn't finish. He didn't need to.
I didn't tell him to stop.
Instead, my fingers curled into his shirt, clutching the fabric as though it was my only anchor. Something in him snapped—something he had been holding back for too long. His mouth found mine in a kiss that wasn't tender, but hungry, desperate.
I gasped into him, his hand sliding up to cup my jaw, holding me as if afraid I might vanish.
"You drive me insane," he breathed against my mouth, his lips trailing to my throat. "I can't lose you, Ella. Not you."
My head fell back, a soft sound escaping me as his fingers memorized my waist. My anger melted beneath his desperation.
"James..." I whispered, more plea than protest.
His hand caught mine, fingers threading together tightly. "I'll bring him back. I swear it. Just... don't turn away from me. Please."
The word please—low, ragged, almost broken—undid me more than anything else could have.
Ella never imagined she would marry the man she had secretly loved for years in such a way.
When her brother Theo faced twenty-five years in prison for massive embezzlement, the ruthless business tycoon James Lancaster offered her a deal: marry him in exchange for her brother's freedom.
This wasn't a fairy tale proposal, but a carefully orchestrated revenge. Because in James's heart, Ella was the culprit who had killed his sister Cecilia. He wanted her to pay the price—to atone with a lifetime of suffering.
Bound by the Dragon Mafia
The head chef looked like he was silently praying for death.
I rushed forward. “Amara. Stop traumatizing these poor people.”
She spun around, delighted. “Sera! Good, you’re here. Taste this. It’s missing despair.”
The chef’s face morphed into existential crisis.
I grabbed her arm. “Put the spatula down.”
“But—”
“Down.”
With exaggerated offense, she dropped the spatula and muttered, “Fine. But if no one here has artistic vision, that’s not my fault.”
She went undercover to expose a mafia empire.
He offered her thirty nights to save her life.
When investigative journalist Seraphine Vale steps into the glittering underworld ruled by billionaire crime lord Dante Vescari, she thinks she’s chasing a story about missing women and corruption.
Instead, she uncovers a secret older than blood—an empire built on fire, sin, and dragons.
Bound to Dante by a forbidden pact, Seraphine finds herself caught between fear and desire, truth and temptation.
Each night pulls her deeper into his world of power, passion, and danger…
and closer to the monster hiding beneath his perfect skin.
Thirty nights. One bond.
And a love that might just burn the world to ash.
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
I Found the Babies
"When..." He growled in my ear, "When we will be getting married, I will be your only king, do you get my point? Only one queen, no misters or mistresses. Just me, just you, and yeah, our babies."
I shivered.
Alyssa Reynolds found herself in a situation, while returning home from work, and she had three choices:
Simply walk away and forget that you ever heard the sound of wailing infants.
Call the police and inform them about the innocent wails.
Follow the sounds of the wails and take the matter in your hands, deciding what to do later.
Being a kindhearted soul and a sucker for babies, she found herself choosing the third option, finding the two little lives.
Two little lives that changed her whole life, her love life included. Her life now revolved around the babies as diapers, vomit and shit seemed to surround her.
Just when she thought that now it's just her and the babies, her whole world flipped over and she found herself living under the same roof as the egotistical, obnoxious and hot-as-hell Terence Powers, the business tycoon who was not going to let the woman fend off for herself and the babies alone.
Accardi
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.
Genevieve loses a bet she can’t afford to pay. In a compromise, she agrees to convince any man her opponent chooses to go home with her that night. What she doesn’t realize when her sister’s friend points out the brooding man sitting alone at the bar, is that man won’t be okay with just one night with her. No, Matteo Accardi, Don of one of the largest gangs in New York City doesn’t do one night stands. Not with her anyway.
How Not To Fall For A Dragon
Which is why it was more than a little confusing when a letter arrived with my name already printed on a schedule, a dorm waiting, and classes picked out as if someone knew me better than I knew myself. Everyone knows the Academy, it’s where witches sharpen their spells, shifters master their forms, and every kind of magical creature learns to control their gifts.
Everyone except me.
I don’t even know what I am. No shifting, no magic tricks, nothing. Just a girl surrounded by people who can fly, conjure fire, or heal with a touch. So I sit through classes pretending I belong, and I listen hard for any clue that might tell me what’s hidden in my blood.
The only person more curious than me is Blake Nyvas, tall, golden-eyed, and very much a Dragon. People whisper that he’s dangerous, warn me to keep my distance. But Blake seems determined to solve the mystery of me, and somehow I trust him more than anyone else.
Maybe it’s reckless. Maybe it’s dangerous.
But when everyone else looks at me like I don’t belong, Blake looks at me like I’m a riddle worth solving.
After the Divorce She Became Untouchable
Her husband, Abel Donovan, a ruthless and powerful figure, gave her no chance to defend herself, readily believing his stepsister's lies.
Anna was pregnant with his child and was cruelly driven away.
Five years later, Annabelle was no longer the infamous, abandoned woman she once was. She returned as the CEO of the global fashion empire BelleNova.
Abel never imagined she would return, especially with his child.
The Alpha Who Hated Me
"Why isn't it working?" he demands.
"Because it's real," I whisper. "Whether you want it or not."
"Then I'll make it clear another way," he says.
He turns to address the entire cafeteria. His voice carries to every corner of the room.
"Let me be perfectly clear," he announces. "She's not my mate. She's not my anything. She's just a sad little girl who needs to learn her place."
The silence that follows is deafening. Hundreds of students stare at me with pity. With disgust. With relief that they're not in my position.
I sit there shaking. My wolf curls up in a corner of my mind and whimpers.
But he's not our mate anymore. He made that clear.
He's nothing to me.
She came to survive. He was born to rule. Fate made them mates. And that’s where the nightmare began.
Evangeline has spent her whole life on the edge, unwanted, unclaimed, and surviving in the shadows of Crescent Moon Pack. A omega by blood and an outcast by choice, she’s learned to keep her head down and her scars hidden. But when her dying uncle asks her to enroll at Blackclaw Academy, a school built on bloodlines, brutality, and unforgiving rules..... she agrees. For him, not for herself.
She expected whispers. Glares. Even cruelty.
What she didn’t expect was Ronan Nightbane.
Game of Destiny
When Finlay finds her, she is living among humans. He is smitten by the stubborn wolf that refuse to acknowledge his existence. She may not be his mate, but he wants her to be a part of his pack, latent wolf or not.
Amie cant resist the Alpha that comes into her life and drags her back into pack life. Not only does she find herself happier than she has been in a long time, her wolf finally comes to her. Finlay isn't her mate, but he becomes her best friend. Together with the other top wolves in the pack, they work to create the best and strongest pack.
When it's time for the pack games, the event that decides the packs rank for the coming ten year, Amie needs to face her old pack. When she sees the man that rejected her for the first time in ten years, everything she thought she knew is turned around. Amie and Finlay need to adapt to the new reality and find a way forward for their pack. But will the curve ball split them apart?
Timeless Us
The world she knew is gone.
Her husband, Nathan, is no longer the young man she left behind—he’s successful, respected, and living with a new family.
But when the woman who disappeared twenty-three years ago suddenly returns…
can love survive the years that were lost?
