His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 65

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Elena's POV

Reminders of what the Rogues had brought to my family and pack flashed back into my mind so vividly that I felt I was back at the scene.

It's like a year ago again when I was standing in the middle of the front lawn of our pack house, frozen on my feet as the scent of blood pooling on the grass around the countless dead bodies of my pack members surrounded my nostrils like poison.

The cries of those left behind who managed to survive in hiding still echoed in my ears as the entire once lovely pack had turned into a Halloween park early.

My hands turned into fists, and my breathing became rugged and heavy as those memories flashed before me.

And above everything else, Glenda's face suddenly popped into my mind, fueling my burning anger even bigger.

"They didn't deserve it... any of them..." I unknowingly whispered.

"What?"

"Did you say something, Elena?"

I blinked a couple of times as I was brought back to reality. Only then did I realize that I had voiced out what I had in mind?

Maise and Saige fell silent as they stared at me, waiting for my next words, but I kept silent.

up in me remained

crumbled and

wish her

made me scoff because it wasn't that simple. It's not just a matter of life and

of

want her to suffer and pay the price for her actions. She deserves to watch everything she values crumble into pieces, just as

"Elena? Are you okay?"

everything was blurry around me against the turmoil in my heart that's

and frustrated movements as her hands touched my

little. "Hey!

familiar, deep voice that lifted me from

go,” Prince Deacon said, tapping them both on

him as I watched my friends reluctantly look at him for a while before they nodded their heads

and started unpacking the food he brought in front

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Chapter 65

well-more than anyone could ask for.

he continued serving the food, causing others to glance our way now

in me slowly subsided by his presence, I managed to calm down and sigh. After watching his movements, I narrowed my

need to fill

like he's cheering me up before a disaster? Wearingly, I

hands immediately halted as if he had been caught, and let out a small laugh. "Maybe I am. Or maybe I'm just

sneer as a hint of bitterness coursed through me. Tapping my shoulder to show how strong it was, I pointed out, "I've carried