The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 27

Chapter 27

Elena's POV

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We all turned around to meet Prince Deacon's humorous eyes despite the sternness we had heard in his voice seconds earlier.

Seeing as he was merely teasing, I smiled and raised the bottle. "Come on, Prince Deacon, it's only a little drink."

"A little?" He raised his brows as he approached our table and grabbed the drink from my hand. He lifted it to his nose and took a quick sniff. "A little drink but of a whisky... Really?"

I shrugged my shoulders and kept silent.

"It's only for a celebration, Prince Deacon. Don't be a party pooper!" Maise uttered, once again, with a mouth out of control.

Saige and I looked at her with wide eyes before we cautiously looked back at Prince Deacon, expecting him to be angry.

Unexpectedly, he only shook his head and grinned. "Enough with the excuses, ladies. We can't have you all tipsy or drunk while in a war, could we?"

"But..."

"No more words. Rules are rules, This..." He gestured to the bottle he was holding and put it on his back. "I'll be keeping this. You guys rest up first. It's been a long night."

I stared at his back as he turned around. Though disappointed as I was an inch away from having a drink, I couldn't help but be mesmerized with him.

Though he appeared aloof and dominant before, he was surprisingly down-to- earth and easy to go with once he warmed up to people. For a prince, he was very approachable. No... he didn't even seem like a prince with how humble he

was.

ego of roy

was a fresh attitude from the royals.

nodded and pointed at Prince Deacon in the same confusion. "Was he just here to stop us from drinking?" "Oh, right!" Prince Deacon halted just a step away from leaving the tent door and looked back at us as if he

a teasing grin. "You guys

my soul before

really the

"I can't believe it!"

so humble. He's

As the god of war, I thought he'd

Saige talking and praising Prince Deacon, but all I could

deafening sound of my heart pounding in my

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wore a simple black fitted crop top paired with brown and green camouflage khakis and combat boots. As I approached the gathering

a bonfire was in

place was filled with warriors. Though some had injuries, they

she is good. Better than

a woman like Luna

didn't expect it

various groups, a smile instantly formed on my lips. They had already accepted me. Far different from when I

about to step forward and grab drinks and snacks when I met eyes with an older warrior who was still buffed and looked strong

he raised his glass. "To Luna Elena, who is fiercer

warrior's eyes stared at me deeper before a proud smile crept into his lips. "You remind me so much of your father, Elena. I'm Harold Dwayne, you can call me Uncle Dwayne if you want. Your father was one of the

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