His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 128

Chapter 128

Elena's POV

Not even for a second did I question Deacon's choices during the battle. Not back then, and not now.

The trust I had in him wasn't blind either. It was earned.

It was built steadily through everything I'd witnessed, from the way he carried himself among the ranks to the way his soldiers listened to him without hesitation. He was calculating. Fair. A strategist through and through. And that's one of the many reasons why I admire him not only as a person but also as a leader.

And besides, whatever personal disagreements Bryson and might've had, they had no place on the battlefield. In war, we fought as one. We bled under the same purpose.

That's why when the king asked me such a question, where he was obviously trying to find dirt on Deacon, I got irritated a little, which I tried hard to hide. He was still, after all, the King.

When I didn't respond right away, King Desmond leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner, but his calculating eyes didn't escape my gaze.

He tilted his head and gave a casual shrug.

"Or maybe..." he said slowly before adding, "he didn't think at all. That kind of reckless judgment could've easily backfired. Especially with someone like Glenda in the picture."

Seeing how he was crossing the line already, I sighed.

Without wavering or flinching from the intimidating demeanour he was radiating, I met his eyes head-on and firmly answered, "Deacon made the right call."

and I are warriors. We don't bring our personal issues to the battlefield. The

second, King Desmond didn't move. He just looked at me with something unreadable glinting behind his eyes. Then, to

even married yet,” he mused, “and you're already

slightly at that. I had assumed-perhaps naively-that King Desmond and Deacon

What was he on about? A test? A warning? Or maybe just a game

his deepened as if my

Then he chuckled low in his throat-soft, amused, but not

everything, he looked...

and reached for his glass. The crystal clinked softly as he lifted it to his lips and took a slow sip. "Good answer," he

his gaze sharp as ever. "And your loyalty to my brother is... commendable. You didn't just

"lies with what's right. Deacon happened to be right.

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Chapter 128

no such thing as a afe decision. Every move's a gable.

like it wasn't something that haunted people long after the battle had ended. Like

bad.

vision.. As she stepped

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my seat, I offered them a polite smile while shifting

smoothly, offering them

intention of staying to play whatever

was drained- physically from the heat, emotionally from