All Chapters of Orphaned Queen Goddess: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Sebastian POVElira hums thoughtfully, pacing slightly as she processes what she’s discovered. “She doesn’t just have it,” she corrects. “She was meant to have it. It’s as if her body was waiting for this moment, waiting for the blood to activate something ancient in her.”The thought sends a chill down my spine. Celine wasn’t just thrown into this life—she was made for it, built with something none of us fully understand.And if her shifters have changed, if the blood has altered more than just her vampire nature… then what will she be capable of when she wakes?I glance down at her again, brushing a strand of hair from her face, studying the way her expression remains peaceful, almost deceptively so.“She’s going to be different when she wakes up,” I murmur, more to myself than anyone else.Elira nods. “Yes. But how different… that, we will have to wait to see.”Aarmon chuckles darkly, shaking his head. “Something tells me none of us are prepared for what she’s becoming.”I don’t re

Celine POVThe heat between us is unbearable, a force so thick and consuming it leaves no room for anything else. My body is on fire, and Helios is the only thing grounding me.His lips move against my throat, slow and deliberate, his teeth grazing my skin, his tongue teasing, tasting, testing my reaction. I shudder, my fingers digging into his arms, feeling the ripple of pure power beneath my touch.I tilt my head slightly, my eyes locking onto his. “Kiss me again,” I whisper.A growl rumbles from deep in his chest, and his mouth crashes back onto mine with reckless hunger, his body pressing harder against me as if the space between us is too much, as if nothing short of consuming me will satisfy him. His claws tangle into my hair, tilting my head back, deepening the kiss until there’s no part of me that isn’t claimed by him.He moves gripping my waist tighter as he lifts me effortlessly, pressing me harder against the stone wall, his wings flexing behind him, enclosing us in a cocoo

Sebastian POVI push forward, wrestling back control, and my hand immediately covers her eyes. My heart pounds—I felt it, I saw it—but Helios had been locked in some sort of trance, completely unaware of what had just happened.“Helios, stop,” she laughs, twisting in my grip, trying to uncover her eyes, oblivious to what she just did.“It’s me,” I whisper, and she stills.Her fingers brush against my wrist, hesitant now, but still confused. “Okay… why are you covering my eyes, Sebastian?”I exhale sharply, my grip tight but careful, my own breath still unsteady. “Because I felt it. Helios was submitting to you, Celine.”She hums lightly, as if it’s nothing, as if that word doesn’t hold a dangerous weight.I grit my teeth. “Not just submitting. He had no choice, Celine. No power but to obey you completely. Your eyes have changed. You need to focus, see if you can push that power away.”She laughs, like I’m crazy, but I know what I felt.“Celine,” I say, my voice firm, unrelenting. “I m

Dolton POVThey’ve been quiet for the last hour, but as soon as I step forward, all eyes shift to me.“Get the food cooking again,” I say. “I want it ready for when they return.”Rellan, one of the older guards, lifts a brow. “You think they’ll be back soon?”I rub the back of my neck, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. “I don’t know,” I admit, glancing toward the sky. “But when they do, they’ll need to eat. Make sure it’s done.”Rellan nods and signals to the others. They move without hesitation, two of them feeding the fire while another checks the meat still skewered on the spit. The scent of charred wood and roasting food fills the air again, but it does nothing to ease the tight feeling in my chest.Theron, standing just off to the side, exhales sharply. “Twelve hours is a long time,” he mutters, shifting his weight. His wings rustle against his back before folding neatly behind him. “Something doesn’t feel right.”I grunt in agreement, running a hand over my jaw. “Yo

Jonathan POVDolton doesn’t let go of Celine.Sebastian exhales. “She woke up. But her body was already shutting down.”Shaking his head, Dolton swears. “Because of the blood.”Sebastian nods. “She needed it. But she refused to drink.”Turning sharply to Celine, Dolton's gaze burns. “You refused?"Celine shifts slightly, but her voice is steady when she answers. “I didn’t want to do it.”Sebastian scoffs. “She fought me on it. Even though her body was failing, even though she could barely sit up. She refused.”Dolton is fuming.“Eventually, she drank. And then—she passed out,” Sebastian explains.Silence.Dolton and I both stare at him.Sebastian exhales. “Her body reacted. But instead of it strengthening her immediately, it put her into another state. Elira said the blood changed something, but even she couldn’t tell me exactly what.”Dolton exhales sharply, his muscles flexing like he’s resisting the urge to tear something apart.“This isn’t normal,” he mutters. “None of this is nor