All Chapters of Orphaned Queen Goddess: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Celine POVI move through the dense forest, my steps light but quick, every sense sharpened as I search for my mates. The trees loom taller here, their thick canopies blocking out most of the moonlight, leaving only thin slivers to guide my way. I don’t stop. I can’t.Something shifts and the air thickens, pressing against my skin like unseen hands trying to hold me back. A pulse of something dark, something unnatural, ripples through the trees, making the leaves tremble though there’s no wind. I halt mid-step, my breath catching in my throat.No.I swallow hard, my pulse hammering in my ears as I stare into the unnatural blackness spreading ahead of me. It’s not just the absence of light. It’s something alive, something seething, something waiting.The darkness will consume you.The Fae Queen’s warning echoes through my mind, cold and unwavering.It’s already inside you.I clench my fists, my nails digging into my palms. I’ve felt it before, the whisper of something foreign crawling

Celine POVThe first creature turns just as I reach them, their red eyes gleaming in the moonlight, their body already beginning to grow, their limbs stretching, muscles thickening, their entire form warping into something even more monstrous.I don’t let them finish.My bear slams into them first, its massive paws crashing into their chest, sending them flying backward before they can fully shift. The moment they hit the ground, my fae magic surges, pinning them down with invisible force.The second one lunges for me, their claws elongated, too fast to stop. Sebastian intercepts, he shoves his bone dagger into their side, twisting it deep. The creature lets out a shriek, staggering back, its already growing form faltering as black ichor spills from the wound.But it isn’t dead, its body ripples, shifting more, getting bigger.“Celine!” Sebastian shouts, yanking his weapon free as he stumbles back.I don’t hesitate, my wolf form springs into action, slamming into the creature’s back,

Dolton POVMy entire body aches. I thought facing myself had been the hardest part of this trial, that battling the worst versions of me was my real challenge. I was wrong. That had been nothing compared to this.It wasn’t just the fight against my own self-doubt. It was standing there, watching them, feeling like an outsider. Celine, Sebastian, and Jonathan looked right together, seamless in a way I wasn’t. I felt like an intruder, someone forcing himself into something that wasn’t mine.It wasn’t just about whether I was good enough for Celine. It was the physical act of fighting them. Even though I knew they weren’t really them, the thought of striking them down made me hesitate. Made me fail.Maybe it was foolish, but every time I lifted my blade, I hesitated. It felt wrong. And when I finally accepted that it was the only way to get out, I was already too worn down, my body too drained to do anything.I don’t remember what happened after that. I only remember something snapping i

Sebastian POVCeline’s body goes limp in my arms, her weight collapsing against me as her eyes flutter shut.“Celine,” I say sharply, shifting my grip, my heart hammering as I lower us both to the ground. She doesn’t react. Her breathing is shallow, her skin feverishly warm beneath my touch.Jonathan is beside me in an instant, his hand pressing against her cheek. “She’s burning up.” His voice is tight, edged with panic he’s barely keeping in check.Dolton kneels on her other side, his face pale. “What the hell is happening to her?”I don’t know. I don’t like that I don’t know.I look up, my eyes locking onto the elders, rage clawing its way through my chest. “Fix this.”Lysandra doesn’t even flinch. “Her body is adjusting. The magic she used in the trial has not fully settled. This was expected.”“Expected?” Jonathan snaps. “You knew this was going to happen?”Morwen exhales slowly. “We knew there was a chance. The trial required her to use magic beyond what she had ever reached for

Celine POVMy body flickers between forms, my limbs unsteady, my breath shallow as I struggle to contain the shifting. The elders watch, their gazes sharp, calculating. They step forward, magic humming in the air around them, pressing in as if testing me.“You must let us help you,” Lysandra says, her voice smooth but with an edge of authority that makes my skin prickle. “You do not understand the weight of what you are carrying. This is more than just an uncontrolled shift—it is power fighting against you. Without intervention, you may not recover from this.”I grit my teeth as my bear form emerges for a second, only to collapse back into my human body. “And what exactly does your help involve?”The air thickens as Morwen steps forward, her violet eyes gleaming with power. “We can suppress it. Hold it back until you are ready to control it.”Sebastian snarls. “You mean bind it. Control it the way you’ve tried to control everything else.”Morwen doesn’t flinch. “Control is not the ene