All Chapters of Reborn Queen: Watch Me Claim Both Alphas: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Celeste’s POVI stood completely frozen in the middle of my living room, the harsh echo of the slamming door still ringing in my ears. For a few minutes, I just stared at the deadbolt, my chest tight with a messy knot of anger and regret.Then, a knock broke the silence.So... he came back?I stepped forward and practically ripped the door open, the defensive arguments already forming on the tip of my tongue—but the words instantly died in my throat.It wasn't Caius.Nathan stood in the hallway. He was dressed flawlessly in a tailored suit, but there was a dark, erratic energy vibrating off his tall frame. The second the door swung open, he started to step forward."Celes—"He stopped dead in his tracks. His dark obsidian eyes locked onto my skin, and I watched the exact second his pureblood senses picked up the overpowering scent of his rival radiating off my clothes. His gaze dropped immediately, his eyes darkening as he ruthlessly tracked every single purple and red bruise painti

Celeste’s POVAfter breakfast, Nathan led me down a restricted corridor at the back of the estate, stopping in front of a solid steel door. He pressed his palm against a biometric scanner, and the heavy locks clicked open with a quiet hiss."Welcome to the nerve center," Nathan murmured, stepping aside to let me enter first.His private office was a stunning, intimidating blend of gothic architecture and cutting-edge technology. Dark mahogany bookshelves lined the walls, but the entire center of the room was dominated by a massive, curved glass desk covered in high-resolution monitors.To my surprise, Nathan didn't sit in his own chair. Instead, he placed a hand on the small of my back, gently guiding me to the leather seat behind the desk."Sit," he instructed softly.He leaned over me, one hand resting on the back of my chair and the other bracing against the edge of the desk. His dark cedar-and-spice scent wrapped around me as he typed in a complex sequence of passwords, pulling

Celeste’s POV"Don't fight," I ordered, stepping firmly into the narrow space between them.Every single Blood Moon guard was watching with bated breath as I placed myself directly in the crossfire of two rival Alphas, fully prepared to stop them from tearing each other apart.Maybe this was exactly why the Moon Goddess had cursed or blessed me with two mates. It wasn't a mistake; it was a brutal failsafe to force peace between their territories.Damn it, I thought. If I officially chose one of them right now, the other would declare a blood war before the sun even set. And despite my ruthless thirst for revenge against Olivia, I refused to be the reason innocent pack members were slaughtered over a territory dispute.Caius stared down at me. The untamed glow in his amber eyes slowly yielded to the desperate affection he held for me. He shot Nathan one last, murderous glare before gently cupping my elbows with his bruised, bloody hands."I understand," Caius said, his voice a rough,

Celeste’s POV"I save people," I said as I met the gaze of the High Elder, then slowly looked at the other six ancient faces seated along the high stone bench. "I do not add to their misery. I heal them, even when it completely drains my own core. I have never once asked for payment. When they left groceries, a hot meal, or simple supplies at my door, it was because they were thankful to be alive, and they knew I was starving."I lifted my chin. "As everyone in this room knows, I am an orphan. I have no pureblood family to back me. I am just a low omega, a student healer trying to survive on her own... and nothing more. That is all I can offer our pack. I give my magic to the soldiers and the broken wolves who cannot afford elite hospitals and who cannot be saved by standard medicinal treatments. I kept them from dying in the dirt."The purebloods in the gallery, who had been whispering a moment ago, were now listening intently. The seven High Elders exchanged quiet, unreadable glanc

Celeste’s POVThe High Elder—whose name I remembered was Solomon—looked down at the sobbing heiress before turning his ancient gaze back to me. His entire demeanor had shifted from a harsh judge to a subservient follower."What we will do with her? It’s all up to you, Celeste Thorn," Solomon announced. "Because after all, this drama is between you and her. And about their dirty business… the Council will investigate it thoroughly and dismantle their empire. But for now, let’s hear your decision for Olivia’s fate."I looked down at Olivia. She was still sprawled on the cold stone floor in her ruined silk dress. She stared up at me, glaring with eyes full of hatred. She wanted to scream at me, to curse my name and demand her father's guards arrest me.But as she looked from the furious, glowing eyes of my two Alphas to the disapproving scowls of the High Elders, the reality of her total defeat finally crushed her massive ego. The fight completely drained out of her.Her shoulders slu