Orphaned Queen Goddess

Orphaned Queen Goddess

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Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebastians only problem, as the queen goddess, Celine is bound to have more than just one mate. He is a werewolf, and her mate, but she is also mated to Dolton, a lycan, Aalton a merman, and Faeberon a fae.

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Mates

Celine POV16th BirthdayThe grip on my wrist tightens as my mother drags me forward, her pace relentless. I struggle to keep up, my legs stumbling over themselves as I try to match her determined strides.“Mum!” I cry out, tugging against her hold, desperation in my voice.“Keep moving, Celine!” she snaps, her voice low and feral. I catch a glimpse of her hand as it morphs, the fingers elongating into claws, fur sprouting along the knuckles. Her wolf is surfacing, her strength overpowering.“I don’t have a wolf!” I plead, my voice trembling. My chest burns as I push myself to keep up, but my body betrays me, and I collapse to the ground. She growls in frustration, her grip never faltering as she yanks me upright with ease. Her disdain cuts deeper than her claws ever could. She knows I can’t move as fast as her—knows I’m not like her. Yet here we are.We stop abruptly in front of a tall, foreboding building, its silhouette cutting sharply against the evening sky. The structure looms, i...

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109 Chapters
Mates
Celine POV16th BirthdayThe grip on my wrist tightens as my mother drags me forward, her pace relentless. I struggle to keep up, my legs stumbling over themselves as I try to match her determined strides.“Mum!” I cry out, tugging against her hold, desperation in my voice.“Keep moving, Celine!” she snaps, her voice low and feral. I catch a glimpse of her hand as it morphs, the fingers elongating into claws, fur sprouting along the knuckles. Her wolf is surfacing, her strength overpowering.“I don’t have a wolf!” I plead, my voice trembling. My chest burns as I push myself to keep up, but my body betrays me, and I collapse to the ground. She growls in frustration, her grip never faltering as she yanks me upright with ease. Her disdain cuts deeper than her claws ever could. She knows I can’t move as fast as her—knows I’m not like her. Yet here we are.We stop abruptly in front of a tall, foreboding building, its silhouette cutting sharply against the evening sky. The structure looms, i
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New Home
Celine POVAlex’s words linger in the air like a haunting truth, heavy and undeniable. “Look back, baby. You didn’t go to school, you had no friends, you were kept inside,” he says, his voice laced with a mixture of smugness and sincerity. His gaze pierces through me, forcing me to confront a reality I’ve ignored for years.I freeze, my mind sifting through memories. He’s right. I’ve been hidden my entire life, a shadow behind closed doors. Why? My heart pounds, a dull ache forming in my chest as the unanswered question presses harder.“We’ll make sure you have fun, though,” Wes murmurs as he steps closer. His broad frame traps me against the cold wall. The scent of him—woodsy, dark, and intoxicating—clouds my thoughts. His nose grazes the curve of my neck, and a shiver runs down my spine.“Her smell... Could you imagine the power she’d have if she were unleashed from the ties that hold her down?” Wes’s voice is low, almost reverent, as though I’m some rare, coveted treasure. I gasp as
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Leaving
Celine POV21 YEARS oldThe past week has been a blur of exhaustion, a haze of moments where the brothers barely left me alone. My body aches, my spirit even more so. When I first arrived here, I had my mother. She was my anchor, my only sense of familiarity in this oppressive house. But then, she died.Richard kept me after her death, claiming me like an object to be passed down. I stayed, not because I wanted to, but because I had no choice. I became their slave in every way that mattered. The brothers—my so-called mates. That word feels hollow, a cruel irony. Mates are supposed to be equal partners. But here, it meant ownership and control.On my eighteenth birthday, everything changed. Each of them used my body that night, taking turns, marking me in ways I didn’t understand but couldn’t stop. It wasn’t a one-time event. It became a routine, their presence in my room as predictable as the sunrise. Some nights, only one would come. Other nights, all three would be there, their desir
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Hurt
Celine POVI feel a pang of sorrow as I look at them. I will miss them in a strange, twisted way. They kept me alive when their father wanted to break me. When he sought to punish me, they intervened. When he denied me food, they disobeyed him to keep me from starving. They were my tormentors, yes, but also my protectors in a world that gave me no safe harbor.And yet, even in their protection, they never gave me a choice. They took my body as if it belonged to them, as if my resistance didn’t matter. No matter how much I fought, how much I begged, they always took.Now, as they prepare to take again, I let the tears fall silently. Tomorrow, I might leave. But the scars they’ve left on my soul will stay with me forever.“Will I see you again?” My voice trembles as the words leave my lips, raw with desperation. Despite everything, a part of me clings to the idea that they protected me from their father and might still shield me if I leave. If someone else tries to hurt me, surely, I can
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Last Memories
Celine POVDolton stays close, his presence overwhelming, his touch burning into my skin as if he’s trying to leave an imprint of himself on my soul. My arms remain wrapped around his neck, anchoring me to him, and I tilt my face up, searching his gaze. I want to tell him I’ll find a way to see him again, to keep him close even when I’m gone. But the words catch in my throat, silenced by the truth we both know. There’s no way to make this work. His brothers made it clear: there’s no future for us.His fingers slide through my hair, threading gently before tightening. The pull tilts my head back, exposing my neck to him. His lips graze the sensitive skin, soft at first, then firmer as he kisses his way downward. I feel tears prick my eyes, though I’m not sure why. I’ve fought them for so long, built my resistance into a routine, an armor of defiance that’s kept me from breaking entirely. But now, I wish I could go back—embrace every stolen moment, every touch. This is the end, and I kn
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Refusal
Celine POVThe weight of exhaustion settles deep in my bones as Dolton holds me against his chest. His arms are strong, protective, and his fingers trace a soothing pattern along my spine. I can’t find the energy to move or speak. I’m drained, my body aching from the hours they spent with me. The temptation to give in to sleep is strong, but their whispered voices keep me tethered to consciousness.“Father may agree,” Dolton says, his voice heavy with sorrow. There’s a rawness to it that tugs at something deep inside me. I want to tell him not to worry, to let him know I’ll be fine. I’ll get my life back, and even if he never sees me again, I’ll remember him. But I can’t bring myself to say it.“Father will not agree. Remember why she was sent here? Remember why she’s different? Do you really think he’ll agree?” Alex’s tone is sharp, cutting through Dolton’s hope. I silently agree with Alex—I don’t want to stay here. I want to be free, even if I don’t fully understand what freedom look
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Caged
Celine POVThe chaos in the room makes my pulse pound, but I can’t move, pinned by Richard’s furious grip on Dolton. Wes and Alex hold him back as he thrashes, their strength barely enough to restrain him. Richard’s voice cuts through the tension like a whip.“You told her!” Richard snarls, his words dripping with fury. My heart stutters. It’s true. Everything Dolton said—about me, about the wolf I thought I didn’t have—was true.Richard’s eyes narrow on me, and before I can react, he storms forward and grabs my head in an iron grip. His hands feel like vices clamping down, and I scream as a searing pain blossoms in my skull, blinding and disorienting. My legs give out beneath me, and the only thing keeping me upright is the cruel strength of his hands.“No! Don’t make her forget!” Dolton’s voice breaks, raw and desperate as he struggles against his brothers. I hear him fighting, shouting, but my vision swims, and my mind feels heavy and hazy, as though submerged underwater.“Remember,
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Audience
Celine POV The journey is long, and I drift in and out of sleep, my body too exhausted to stay alert. The truck shudders to a halt, jolting me awake. My body aches from hours of being confined in the cold, metal cage, the bars still burning faintly where they’ve grazed my skin.I brace myself, ready to fight, but the cage burns me when I try to push against it. The back of the truck creaks open, and pale moonlight filters in, casting sharp shadows across the cramped space. “Celine,” a familiar voice whispers. My heart leaps as I see Dolton standing by the cage, his face shadowed in the dim light.“Shh… I’ll get you out. Don’t run. There are too many people. Stay close, and I’ll guide you,” he says, his voice soft but urgent.“Thank you,” I whisper, confusion clouding my mind as he unlocks the cage. The door swings open, and I jump out, collapsing into his arms. His warmth is a fleeting comfort, and I rest my head against his chest, feeling a glimmer of hope.“No!” Chains suddenly sn
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Sold
Celine POV The men push the dolly through the doorway, the wheels rattling loudly against the uneven stone floor. The cage bounces slightly, and I wince as the movement sends sharp jolts through my body. My fingers clutch the cold metal bars for balance, but I quickly pull back as they sear my skin again.We move deeper into the building, passing rows of shadowy figures standing in silence. Their faces are hidden beneath cloaks or masks, but I feel their eyes on me, piercing and invasive. Whispers trail behind us, hushed and speculative, their words unintelligible but laced with anticipation.Ahead, a raised platform comes into view. A single spotlight illuminates it, the stark white light creating harsh contrasts against the dark surroundings. The platform is surrounded by tiers of seating, filled with figures cloaked in darkness. The atmosphere feels electric, charged with something I can’t quite name. The men roll the dolly to the base of the platform and lift the cage, grunting w
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Locked Away
Celine POV24 Years OldThe walls of my cell have become both a torment and a twisted comfort. They are rough, cold stone, unyielding and lifeless. Compared to the places I’ve lived before, this is by far the worst. Even the tiniest bedrooms I once called home offered me something: warmth, a bed, even a small semblance of dignity. Here, there’s nothing but dirt and despair.The cell is devoid of any softness, just hard stone that leeches warmth from my body. There are no windows, only a crude hole in the brickwork covered with metal bars, allowing a weak, pale light to filter in. The air is damp and smells faintly of mildew and rot. Straw on the floor serves as both my bed and my blanket. The damp, prickly material is far from comforting, but it’s more than the prisoners here receive.I’ve had to adapt to this life, but I know I’ll never truly accept it. Before coming here, I thought Wes, Dolton, and Alex were monsters. But now, I can see the difference—they cared, even if they took my
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