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.

he helped

say." He

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

warmed my heart, but I shook my

smiled and explained, "There's no need Besides, divorcing Bryson was one of my best decisions in

my door to freedom. It completely separated me from the toxic binds that tied me with him, his family,

Glenda gritting in jealousy and Bryson fuming

a warrior, she always wanted more and felt greedy to be

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 assumed was

on others only because she was a high-ranking warrior.

that, I felt a surge of determination rose

the Moon Goddes that I would never become

on my chair, I leaned back and proudly smiled as my father's teachings flashed

Ironpaw Pack. We were known for bravery and loyalty. It's the legacy he 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

he kept staring at me

me for a toast. Despite

on his lips,

of an alcohol level to be even called an alcohol. There's no way you're drunk right now to compare me to

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

and took another sip before getting serious again, "My family

I trust you, Elena. I know you'll do your family's name justice and bring light to what really happened that led to that massacre," he replied without

I'll look into the southern battlefield. Whatever caused the massacre will be exposed, and those responsible will

heart clenched at the

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...