All Chapters of A Lycan Queen For The Ravenchi Brothers: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

59 Chapters

39: Effects of Running hard

~Goran’s POV~ Inside the VIP club, two men stood near a glass table beneath the dim light, stuffing a small packet of drugs into duffel bags. Their movements were swift, laced with precision, the kind that flowed from years of discipline. Though the bass from the club roared across the room, my hawk-like gaze stayed locked on their task. I was in my club in the VIP section reserved only for my dealings. Two beautiful, endowed women lingered beside me, leaning close enough for their perfume to coil into my nostrils. Everyone close to me, especially my women, knew I had a kink for scent, and damn it, they knew exactly how to exploit it. “Do you want us to please you, master?” One of the girls brushed her hand across my chest gently while whispering into my ear. My lips twitched as I dragged the thick cigar clenched between my lips. I exhaled smoke into the air. “Relax... Once the job is finished, you’ll have me all to yourselves,” I said, then shifted my gaze to her face, twist

40: Care of a stranger

~Celeste's POV~ The dull ache pressed hard at the back of my eyes as if a hammer had struck my skull, and my brow furrowed tighter. I pried my eyes open slowly until they rested on the white ceiling. The pounding headache, tangled with haunting memories, compelled me to push myself up against my trembling elbow. I detached the drip connected to the back of my hand, and a sharp sting etched through my throat as I swallowed hard. I was thirsty. Yet as my gaze swept across the room, no single soul was in sight, and the place felt eerily strange compared to the normal hospitals I knew. I thought hospitals were supposed to have nurses around. I squinted my eyes against the piercing headache before placing my feet on the cold floor. Slowly, I moved out, and my confusion deepened as my eyes met the familiar corridor. This same house had been driving me insane. It seemed the mansion had a personal infirmary. I exhaled heavily because no matter how hard I tried not to think about

41: Are you a Doctor?

~Celeste's POV~ I sauntered into the elevator instead of the stairs since I wasn’t sure if I could make it up with the way my legs felt weak. Just as the elevator door dinged open, my eyes landed on the two brothers. Colt and Zane. The both of them were obviously bickering and Zane glared at Colt while Colt smirked. Suddenly their eyes fell on me and their expressions shifted with all the smiles wiped off their faces. I slowly closed the distance between us. “Hey.” Zane murmured, his eyes scanning my body as his hand reached to touch me, but I stepped back, making his hand freeze midair. “Celeste.” He called in a low voice, and I drew in a deep breath, locking eyes with them. “What is this place?” I asked. The two of them exchanged glances at my words. Then Zane chuckled softly. “What do you mean? This is your house, our house. We all live here together.” He said, but my eyes stared at him blankly. Did he think I didn’t know that? Before I said another word, Zane turned

42: Silver strand here?

~Zane's POV~ “That was quick. Never thought you could be ready,” Colt said behind me, making me turn toward him. I arched my brow. “What do you expect? Of course, I’m not a fool,” I replied with a grin. I didn't want to put on the bandage at first, but then I knew that if Celeste woke up, there was no way she wouldn’t ask me about the shot. Okay, that's a lie. My initial plan was to pretend I was sick so she would care for me. Colt kept staring at me as he shook his head. “What happened to Zane who never cared about what others said?” he asked. My lips twitched. “She is not like others, Colt. You know that.” I said with a dismissive wave. There was no way I would stand here explaining and let him mock me about it. His chuckle echoed, and just as I turned, a glimmering object caught my eye. My brow furrowed as I squinted to make sure of what I was seeing, yet the thing remained there. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing, Colt?” I asked, my eyes locked on the shining silver objec

43: Guilt Trapped

~Arden's POV~ “I'm disappointed,” I blurted, staring at my father, who walked in as though he hadn't just sent me the craziest text earlier this morning. “What is happening?” Zane asked suddenly, drawing my attention while Colt watched us calmly. I turned toward him. “You should ask Father here why he decided to go on a vacation despite the mess he just dumped on the entire family.” “What?!” Zane's voice thundered through the room. “You're going on a vacation? Seriously?” he demanded, staring at Father, who pulled out a chair and sat down as if none of this concerned him. “Am I not allowed to take a break? I'm going on a vacation with my wife. I'm sure you all saw how terrified she was after the party was ruined. She needs something to clear her head.” His response didn't surprise me. But it pissed me off. Rage simmered beneath my skin, yet I stayed silent. “You want to go on a vacation? Was she even hurt? If anyone deserves a vacation, it's Celeste, not that gold-digging w

44: Secret conditions

~Colt's POV~ I stood behind the door with my eyes locked on him. “I told you countless times to come to the hospital for proper care, yet you still resort to this?” I asked with one eyebrow arched. He dragged his hand across his face. “I wasn’t taking any drug, Colt,” he replied dismissively. But I knew—I could clearly perceive the scent from where I stood. “Do you think I’m the easiest person to deceive? Even if others don’t know about your health, I’m aware, Arden.” My voice sharpened, reminding him I was the one who introduced him to that drug. But then he had chosen to abuse it. He strode to the couch, dropped carelessly, and rubbed his temples. “And that’s exactly why I’m telling you it’s nothing. You don’t have to worry about it,” he said evenly. My gaze pierced into his without wavering. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. The typical Arden, shutting everyone out and building walls around himself. “Do you realize how dangerous that drug can be to your

45: Doctor eyes

~Celeste's POV~ With the towel wrapped around my head, another draped loosely across my chest. I hummed softly as I strode out of the restroom, my hand stretched to grab the lotion when a knock froze it midway. My brow furrowed as I turned, walking to the door. Then I yanked it open. My eyes widened slightly. Colt. He stood across from me, his gaze roaming shamelessly until I cleared my throat to snap his eyes back to mine. “What are you doing here?” I asked, and he arched his brow, stretching out his hand that held a drug. At that moment I remembered he had promised to deliver medicine for my headache. “I figured you might still need this,” he said. A scoff slipped from my lips. “What sort of doctor are you? Weren’t you supposed to give me this yesterday?” I asked. If the drug was a thread holding my life, I was certain it would have snapped before he delivered it. “I didn’t know it ran out of stock. Since it was late yesterday, I asked my assistant to bring it

46: Lily's is coming

~Celeste’s POV~ After spending almost three hours dressing up, I finally pulled out the contract between me and Zane from beneath my personal files. I tossed it onto the bed, my brows furrowed as many thoughts ran through my mind. After two minutes of battling with my inner self about doing this, I eventually grabbed the file and strode out. Along the corridor, my eyes landed on Maya, who walked toward me with a warm smile etched on her face. My stomach tightened. Whenever she wore that expression, it usually meant she carried news I hated to hear. “Good evening, Miss Lynch. How are you doing?” she asked, and my lips twitched faintly. “Why are you here?” I went straight to the point. The warm smile never left her face. “Your attention is needed in the living room.” My brows knitted as a frown settled on my face. “Why? Is it my mother? If it’s her, tell her I’m busy.” I waved dismissively and was about to step away when her next words rooted me to the spot. “It’s not

47: Mission Seduce me?

~Celeste's POV~ My finger clenched into a fist. “Wow, I never imagined Lily would return so quickly.” I heard Zane remark behind me, yet I didn’t turn. My gaze stayed locked on the doorway, the place they had just departed. At this point, I doubted the existence of karma. And if it did exist, why did my mother still wander freely, living as though she hadn’t shattered others’ joy to build her own? I pressed my lips together. Maybe it's time for me to turn the table since that's how she loves playing. “If you want to go with them, then take your bag and leave.” The stern voice yanked me from my thoughts as I slowly turned to see Arden glaring at me. Zane sat hunched on the couch, the contract I had left there in his hands, while Colt’s eyes remained glued to the iPad. I swallowed. “What do you want from me?” I asked directly. Wasn’t he supposed to be rotting in prison instead? What kind of twisted life was this? I knew he had saved me and needed to keep the situa

48: Daring a Psycho

~Celeste's POV~ A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. “I have better things to do than seduce you,” I said, raising an eyebrow. His eyes pierced into mine, almost pulling me into the abyss of their darkness. Then the corner of his lips tilted upward slightly. “Are you trying to act smart with me?” His voice dropped low. His other hand settled against my face, his fingers brushing faintly over my cheek in a way that made my lips part slightly. “I have no reason to seduce you, but if that’s what you think, then it means you actually find me attractive,” I replied steadily. A low chuckle that sounded like mockery slipped from his lips. “Of course, you must think highly of yourself.” His hand lingered against my face, making me uneasy. I swallowed. My fingers intentionally slid deeper into his hair, making his lashes flutter as something darker settled in his gaze. “Change the curfew,” I said, lifting my leg slowly and brushing it against his crotch. My lips parted in shoc

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