His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 43

Chapter 43

Elena's POV

Before I knew it, I already lost count of the glasses I drank. Luckily, Prince Deacon only gave me a wine, and the fact that I wasn't drunk after all that made me realize that it only had a low alcohol level.

Narrowing my eyes, I looked at him to scold him, but then was gritted by his dimmed eyes filled with fury and his fingers with stains of blood on them.

"What happened?" Panic coursed through my body. Hurriedly, I leaned forward and grabbed his hand, examining his fingers.

But when I lifted up his hand, I found that the side of the armrest of the chair he was sitting on was chipped.

I was so drawn into expressing my pain and burden to him that I didn't think of how it might have affected him. He must have been angry upon hearing about all the mishaps I've experienced, considering how righteous he was.

Feeling guilty, I grabbed my handkerchief and wiped off the blood from his fingers to find that it had already healed. Indeed, he's a Lycan, healing way faster than werewolves.

"Thank you..." I whispered while continuing to wipe the blood from his hand.

"I didn't do anything."

I laughed at that. "No, you did a whole lot more than you imagined. Thank you for listening.'

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It wasn't a lie, though. After telling him everything, the heaviness I'd been carrying over my shoulders was lifted off, and the clench in my heart had loosened enough for me to breathe.

After a long time, I felt so relieved. Even Ava, who had been silently dwelling on my sorrows, felt better.

I couldn't explain how much he helped me, I

you say."

swear to you, Elena. I'll make them pay for what they did to you," he suddenly vowed,

shook my head at

no need Besides, divorcing Bryson was one

door to freedom. It completely separated me from the toxic binds that tied

as I swiveled my brows and added, "Seeing Glenda gritting in jealousy

received as a warrior, she always wanted more and felt greedy to be above everyone else-not because she aimed

female general to encourage and give hope to others, Glenda had chosen to mock and belittle me for what she'd assumed

looked down on others only because she was a high-ranking

of

myself and the Moon Goddes that I would never become

leaned back and proudly smiled as

legacy he passed down to me and my pack, and I refused to damage that by sinking to Glenda's

at me with a huge smile that reached

glass, asking me for a toast. Despite my

put the rim of the glass on his lips, he replied, "You're amazingly kind,

laughing. "I know you cheated, and this wine has too low of an alcohol level

reminding me of the first night he caught me sneaking a drink with Maise and Saige. "Cut me some slack, though. At least it still has

another sip before getting serious again, "My family

Elena. I know you'll do your family's name justice and bring light to

"And I'll help you. I'll look into the southern battlefield. Whatever caused the massacre

clenched at the mention of the

knew his promise was sincere, yet the truth about that was tangled in deep conspiracies, like a web of lies and messed up schemes. Glenda and Bryson's victory, the rise of Rogues, the massacre of my pack, and the formed rebellion here in the north...