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 still had to thank

that's what you say." He then patted

I'll make them pay for what they

in his eyes. It warmed my heart, but I shook my head at him. He's the prince, and he

and explained, "There's no need Besides, divorcing Bryson was one of

My divorce and rejection of Bryson was my door to freedom. It completely separated me from the toxic binds that tied me

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

had been reeking with envy and jealousy. Despite the glory and honor she received as a warrior, she always wanted more and felt greedy to be above everyone else-not because she aimed for excellence but to be on

of using her influence as the kingdom's first female general to encourage and give hope to others, Glenda had chosen to mock and belittle me for what she'd

only because she was a

I felt a surge of determination

Goddes that I would never become like

and proudly smiled as my father's teachings

passed down to me and my pack, and I refused to damage that by sinking to Glenda's level. I won't use power for petty rivalry, so there is no need

kept staring at me

raised his glass, asking me for a toast. Despite my confusion, I grabbed mine and clung

glass on his lips, he

you cheated, and this wine has too low of an alcohol level to be even called an alcohol. There's no way you're drunk right now to compare me to an

are rules, right?" he uttered, winking at me, subtly 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 some kick on it. It still

my head and took another sip before getting serious again, "My family won't ever succumb to fate.

name justice and bring light

he added, "And I'll help you. I'll look into the southern battlefield. Whatever

heart clenched at the mention

up schemes. Glenda and Bryson's victory, the