Prisoner To My Mate

Prisoner To My Mate

last updateLast Updated : 2022-04-21
By:  Amal .A. Usman  Completed
Language: English
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Ana was like every young she-wolf out there. She couldn’t wait to meet her mate. She didn’t expect the way things would go the day she finally met him or the way he would treat her once they met. Ana’s mate wants nothing to do with her but won’t let her go. Ana feels like a prisoner to her mate. Her mind is torn on what to do. She wishes her mate would love her, but he shows no hope of that happening. She wants to try and build something with him, but he makes things difficult for her. He treats her horribly, and Ana doesn’t know why. Ana wishes he would reject or let her go, but he won’t. She feels like he is determined to make her his prisoner forever. Read and find out how Ana survives being a prisoner to her.

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CHAPTER ONE

I wake up feeling excited because today is a special day. Today is my birthday—I’m finally turning eighteen. I quickly freshen up and walk downstairs where Mom is making breakfast in the kitchen. I’m sure she’s making my favorite. Mom and I don’t live in the pack house. We’re from the Dark Moon Pack “Good morning, dear,” Mom says as I walk into the kitchen. “Good morning, Mom,” I say, taking a seat on the kitchen stool. Mom is not my birth mother. My parents died after I was born so I know nothing about them. She’s the only parent I have so I still love her like I would my real mother. “Are you excited to be eighteen today?” she asks, placing a plate of chocolate pancakes in front of me—my favorite. “Thank you,” I say for the breakfast. “Of course, I’m excited to be turning eighteen. If we were humans I could finally leave your house so you couldn’t tell me what to do anymore.” “Good thing we’re not then,” she grins. “Even if we were, I could never leave you,” I say, pulling her

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Bembem Legua
Nice story
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Good work ~
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58 Chapters

CHAPTER ONE

I wake up feeling excited because today is a special day. Today is my birthday—I’m finally turning eighteen. I quickly freshen up and walk downstairs where Mom is making breakfast in the kitchen. I’m sure she’s making my favorite. Mom and I don’t live in the pack house. We’re from the Dark Moon Pack “Good morning, dear,” Mom says as I walk into the kitchen. “Good morning, Mom,” I say, taking a seat on the kitchen stool. Mom is not my birth mother. My parents died after I was born so I know nothing about them. She’s the only parent I have so I still love her like I would my real mother. “Are you excited to be eighteen today?” she asks, placing a plate of chocolate pancakes in front of me—my favorite. “Thank you,” I say for the breakfast. “Of course, I’m excited to be turning eighteen. If we were humans I could finally leave your house so you couldn’t tell me what to do anymore.” “Good thing we’re not then,” she grins. “Even if we were, I could never leave you,” I say, pulling her
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CHAPTER TWO

I wake up to the most excruciating pain all over my body. The first thing I see are white walls. A strong smell of disinfectant passes through my nose. I look around me and I think I’m in a hospital. It’d explain the horrible smell and why I’m wearing a hospital gown. I can’t believe I survived. I really thought I was going to die. I’m wondering how I got to the hospital when I hear voices outside my door. There are none I recognize and the hospital doesn’t look like our pack hospital. Where in God’s name am I? The muttering stops and two people walk in. One is a doctor, and the other is my mate. This is the first good look I’m getting of him. I couldn’t see him because of everything that was happening. Now that I can—oh my—is he handsome. He has the most beautiful piercing blue eyes I’ve ever seen in my life. His nose is straight, and his lips are perfectly sized, all red and ready for me to kiss. His jaw is straight and sharp making him look like a Greek god. He has raven black hai
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CHAPTER THREE

The next day, I wake with a million thoughts swimming in my head. One does stick out the most—what my mate said last night. Why would he say that? What does he mean? I walk downstairs after freshening up. I was sad I slept alone. I actually thought we were going to sleep in the same room. I know mates complete the mating process hours after finding each other. I walk downstairs to find a beautiful brunette standing in hallway. “Good morning, Luna,” she says with a soft smile. “Hello and I’m not your Luna yet” I say, returning the smile. “But you’re our Alpha King’s mate.” “Yes, I am but I have not been marked by him,” I say, showing her my neck. “Even so, I should still call you Luna.” “Not really. We could argue all day whether you should call me Luna or not. Can you please tell me who you are and why you’re here,” I say, cutting to the chase. “My name is Charlotte. I’m the beta’s mate. I’m here to take you to breakfast.” “Oh. Why can’t I have breakfast here? I remember seein
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CHAPTER FOUR

A few days have gone by, and things are still the same between Theodore and me. I found out his name is Theodore from Charlotte . You can guess how great our relationship is, given that I found out his name from someone else. I’m currently on my way to ask him if I can get a phone to call Mom and Chloe. I miss them. It’s been too long since I last heard or spoke to any of them. He’s working from home today, so I go to find him in his study. “What do you want?” he says, his tone harsh like always. His eyes are glued to the papers in front of him. I’m sure he didn’t need to look up to know it’s me. He must’ve smelled me. “I want to ask if I can get a phone to call my Mom,” I say, standing in front of his dominating presence. “Why would you need to do that?” he asks, stunning me with his question. “I miss her, and I want to know how she’s doing.” “She’s doing fine. I’ll tell your Alpha to tell her you miss her.” “How do you know she’s doing fine? Why can’t I speak to her?” Why is h
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CHAPTER FIVE

“Stop thinking about it, Ana. You have nothing to worry about. Now, why did you come to look for me?” she asks, and it takes me a minute to remember why. “I was hoping I could borrow your phone. I need to call my Mom,” I say, remembering the reason I came to look for her. “Oh, no problem, here,” she says, handing me her phone from her back pocket. I’m surprised she gave it to me without hesitation. I thought she’d ask why I came to her and not the Alpha. I was worried he might’ve told everyone not to give me access to their phones. I guess he’s not as bright as I thought. If he wanted to isolate me from my old pack, he would’ve told everyone not to give me a phone. “Thank you,” I say, taking it and quickly dialing Mom’s number. It rings for a few seconds before she answers. “Hi, Mom, it’s me, Ana. How are you?” I ask. “My baby girl! Is it really you? How are you? I hope you’re not hurt or injured?” “I’m okay, Mom. I’m not harmed or injured in any way.” “Thank God. When are yo
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CHAPTER SIX

It’s been a few days since my breakdown, and I haven’t seen Theodore since. I’m grateful because I end up crying every time we see each other. But I also miss him. The mate bond isn’t helping because while I’m trying to avoid him, the bond makes me want to be with him. I’m in the kitchen making breakfast when Charlotte walks in. “Good morning, Luna,” she says, taking a seat on one of the kitchen stools. “I’m not your Luna. But good morning to you too,” I say with a soft smile. I’m happy she’s here after the way Theo kicked her out. I was worried she wouldn’t want to spend time with me anymore. “How are you feeling today?” Charlotte asks while I serve her a plate of scrambled eggs. If she’s here during breakfast time, that means she hasn’t eaten. “I’m doing okay; why do you ask?” “Thank you, and the Beta’s house isn’t too far away from here. I could hear you crying last night,” Charlotte says, with pity in her eyes while she eats her breakfast. “Oh, I’m fine, you don’t have to
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CHAPTER SEVEN

I’m on my way to give Theo his birthday present and I’m nervous. I’m worried he might not like it or, worse, not accept it. I knock on his office door and enter once he says come in. I can’t believe he’s working even on his birthday. “What do you want?” he asks, not lifting his eyes away from the papers in front of him. “Happy birthday,” I say, placing the wristwatch in front of him. I got him a Chronograph black leather wristwatch. I hope he likes it. “Is that all?” he asks, stunning me. No, ‘thank you,’ nothing. Just ‘is that all?’ Really? You have got to be kidding me, Theo . “Yes, that’s why I came.” “If that’s all, you can leave,” he says, with his eyes still glued to the paper in front of him. “Alright,” I say and walk out of his office. I was expecting him not to accept my gift. But to say, ‘is that all’ wasn’t something I could’ve guessed. He leaves me dumbfounded every time. *** Later that night, when I’m done with my makeup, hair, and dressing up, I wait in the livin
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CHAPTER EIGHT

Werewolves can get drunk if their wolf allows it. Eva understands why I need to get drunk tonight, so she isn’t preventing me. Technically, I’m not supposed to be drinking because I’m only eighteen, but since I’m a werewolf, it’s different. If I were only a human, I wouldn’t be allowed to drink until I was twenty-one. “Thank you,” I say to the Omega who just gave me another glass of wine. She’s made sure my hand wasn’t empty all night. I even know her name because of it. I think it’s Lily. I’m starting to get drunk after about five glasses of wine. I feel like annoying my mate, so I decide to go look for Liam so we can dance together. “Liam, Liam, Liam,” I shout his name as I look for him in the ballroom. I’m about to shout his name again when someone stops me. “Why are you shouting my brother’s name?” Theo demands, covering my mouth with his large hand. I lick his hand. I don’t know why, but I’m thrilled at his response. “Eww, why did you do that? Are you drunk?” he asks as he t
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CHAPTER NINE

“Did he like your gift?” Charlotte asks while I eat my pancakes. “I don’t know if he liked it or not.” “Why?” Charlotte asks, and I tell her what happened when I gave him the gift. “I think he liked it but was too proud to tell you.” “You really think so?” Charlotte is about to reply but stopped when we hear laughter coming from the living room. We don’t have to wait long to see who it is. Theo and Scarlett are dripping with sweat and laughing about something Scarlett said. They must have gone running in human form. I watch as my mate’s face brightens up while he’s talking to Scarlett. This isn’t the first time she made him smile, but it hurts as much as the first time. He takes two bottles of water out of the fridge and hands one to Scarlett. “Thank you,” Scarlett says and takes her time to collect the water from Theo ’s hand. She made sure all her fingers touched his. I can’t believe this woman. “You’re welcome.” “So, I’ll see you later after I shower,” she says, batting
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CHAPTER TEN

I hear the door open as Charlotte walks inside her guestroom. When I ran away from the house, I thought about crying outside, but I couldn’t bear the shame of someone seeing me cry so I ran to Charlotte ’s house. She sets the tray in her hand on the bedside table and takes a seat beside me. I don’t think I’ve moved since I laid down, crying. I finally stopped when my body had no more tears to give. “How are you feeling?” she asks, concerned. “Better. Thank you.” “That’s good. Why are you thanking me?” “It’s been hours since I came to your door crying like a baby, and you haven’t asked me why. Thank you for not pushing me to tell you what’s wrong. And for letting me to cry my heart out in your guestroom.” I arrived around noon and if my guess is right, it should be dark outside now. I can’t really tell because the blinds are down. “Sometimes it’s better to let people come to you with their problems than forcing them to tell you. Even if you want to know so you can help.” “Is it o
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