All Chapters of A Lycan Queen For The Ravenchi Brothers: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~Celeste's POV~ The last day I wanted arrived as the knock on my door dragged me awake, followed by Maya strolling in with a stylist and a few other maids. “Good morning, Miss Lynch.” She offered a warm smile. Then she turned, gesturing at the people behind her. “Miss Lynch, these people are here to help you prepare.” My eyes almost bulged out at her words. I sat up. “Excuse me! Isn't the party in the evening? Why am I supposed to get dressed at this time?” I asked, baffled at what was happening. She smacked her head lightly as though she forgot something. “Mrs. Revanchi suggests the earlier the better, and you still have a lot to do since you will be doing full glam. She wants your hair restyled and curled, your nails done too...” My mouth hung open as she kept listing what my mother had asked her to do. A scoff escaped my lips as I couldn't help but applaud her. She paused, blinking innocently at me. “So both of you already decided on my life, and what’s left for me to do

~Celeste's POV~ it was Anna. “Hey babe, did you see the article circulating online about you?” Anna’s voice echoed across the phone, forcing me to sit up. My heart skipped a beat. “No, I haven't,” I whispered, grabbing my laptop to log in to my social media account. “Did you have a negative encounter with Mr. Lawrence, the CEO of Blog Entertainment?” she pressed, and at that moment I knew I had messed up because I hadn't even told her about the chaotic ordeal I had with that man. My chest burned with guilt. “I’m sorry I didn't inform you, Anna.” My voice sank low as my eyes finally caught sight of the article. A full write-up condemned me, warning people not to work with me, claiming I had anger issues, was a sociopath, and was not professional. I had already expected him to do something crazy, so I wasn't surprised. “Was it about getting a job, Celeste?” Her voice rang again, and disappointment laced her tone. She had called me yesterday with her good news while I had been

~Celeste's POV~ The hand shaking my shoulder and the sound of my name jolted me back to reality. “Celeste!” I blinked hard. The light flickered on. “Shit! Come on, we need to leave.” The words barely left Zane’s lips when the gun sound rang again. My heart sank as I gazed around just to see people screaming already on their feet, scrambling to exit the hall and save their lives. “What is happening?” I asked as Zane gripped my hand, already pulling me away. But as we turned, a man stood right across from us, his gun aimed at the person beside me. My gaze slowly flickered in that direction. My mom. She stood frozen, and he didn’t hesitate before firing. All the color drained from my face. Everything was happening so fast. “No!!!” I screamed, my feet threatened to lunge forward, but Mr. Revanchi pulled her away at the last second. The shooter vanished, and another series of gunshots echoed. There were screams. To make things worse, we were trapped. The gunme

~Colt's POV~ The steady beep of the monitor echoed through the room like a metronome. Standing beside the bedside, I gently lifted the transparent IV bag hanging from the metal stand. Clear fluid trickled slowly into the tube connected to the cannula in her arm. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as my eyes scanned the bag before following the line downward to ensure the drip worked properly. After that, I checked her blood pressure and some of her vitals. Her condition was stable, but I knew I still had to inject the Ondansetron in case she woke up and began feeling nauseous. Done with that, I couldn’t resist staring at her peaceful pale face. She looked calm and delicate, as though she wasn’t one of the most feisty people I knew. My mouth twitched as I smoothed her brow that had started to crease, probably because she might have been experiencing some not-so-pleasant images in her brain. My finger was still on her face when I caught a scent, not the usual one I detected from my

~Arden's POV~ Inside the restroom, I switched the shower on and stood beneath the rushing water. My hand dragged across my damp hair as countless thoughts ran through my mind. What truly happened in that hall? I knew I had vanished and reappeared in a blink, but that alone wasn’t enough to save her. Damn me, because I shouldn’t have done that in the first place, yet I found myself doing it. I could have sworn she wasn’t going to escape the bullet, and if I had stopped her at the last second, the only thing I could have managed was to lessen the damage of the wounds. Biting hard on my lips, I turned to face the mirror. For a fleeting moment, the thought flickered in my head. 'What if it was actually me who stopped time?' Everyone believed it was me, but I didn’t. What if I was mistaken? It sounded insane, but I needed clarity for my own sanity. Stepping back a little, my eyes locked on the water with my head tilted, brow furrowed into deep focus. I tried to feel and do ex