His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 24

Chapter 24

Deacon's POV

There it was again, that bright smile that seemingly reached the sky, those sparkling eyes like stars, and that joyful laugh that could liven up even the crying clouds.

I was breathing heavily as I walked toward Elena, who had Herself carelessly slammed on the ground, back leaning on a post log with one leg stretched out while the other bent with her elbow leaning on it as she drank water from the bottle so carelessly that some water spilled to her face. It seemed intentional, though, as if she was trying to refresh herself from that long, exhausting battle.

"How many did you kill?" she asked excitedly and so casually, as if it were not Rogues we were talking about. Pride rose in my heart. It seemed like it was just a piece of cake for her.

Caressing her cheek after I've wiped her face clean, I praised her for killing hundreds of Rogues, which was probably triple what my average warrior managed to do.

And all that without much collateral on her part.

My eyes wandered on her face, which was still as flawless as it was when she came, only that her hair hid a small cut on her forehead. Being so close to her, I also saw the callouses on her hand, just right in between her thumb and index finger, a sign she'd been training diligently with swords before.

There were some bruises on her ankles and arms, but they were already fading. Though worry had filled my heart to see her battling instead of being in safety, I couldn't help but feel proud of her exceptional skills.

"Of course, I told you, I'm good!" she proudly replied.

I let out a small smile and tapped her head, purposely messing with her tightly tied hair. "Now I see, you are indeed worthy of being an apprentice of Custodes."

head a bit and proudly stared at me as she boasted more, “You

didn't want you to get

her sparkling brown eyes, and something in me instantly jolted as I was pulled back

Since I was young, I've been training days and nights to be the best warrior until such time that my father granted me the opportunity to be a

was giving me. He didn't care

over my body, and exhaustion was vivid in my

body. I was on the verge of giving up training, but then I suddenly heard this beautiful and

bright girl, about twelve years old. She lay down on the grass and lifted her hands to the sky, looking at the

eyes while she

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happy, like a

brothers

and happily ran to the woman who called her. Peaking through, I realized that it was Megan Dooley,

she's the only daughter of my master,

jumped down from the tree, feeling as refreshed as ever. I stared at

happily skipped steps with her mother, excited

saw her... and

in her warrior clothes and blood splattered on her clothes, I couldn't believe how many years had passed. I never thought that girl would be this

she had in her hands today, her face and eyes remained glowing, just as I.

nodded at her, gesturing at her position. "Stand up, don't sit