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."

a calm but steady voice, I continued, "Bryson and I are warriors. We don't bring our personal issues to the battlefield. The breach happened because Glenda disobeyed direct orders.

something unreadable glinting behind his

you're already defending him so fiercely.

I had assumed-perhaps naively-that King

this... this felt strange. What was he on about? A test? A warning? Or maybe just a game he enjoyed playing. "I just spoke the truth," I replied evenly, not giving him

as if my calmness amused him

himself than to me. Then he chuckled low in his throat-soft, amused, but

despite everything, he

his glass. The crystal clinked softly as he lifted it to his lips and took a slow sip. "Good answer," he said finally. "Bold. Direct. Full

sharp as ever. "And your loyalty to my brother is... commendable. You didn't just stand with him on the battlefield-you defended him in

replied coolly, "lies with what's right. Deacon happened to be right. He made the call. And

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decision. Every move's a gable.

had ended. Like we didn't all carry

bad.

saw Queen Liz walking back in from my peripheral vision.. As she

guys on about?" she

offered them a polite smile while shifting

smoothly, offering them a respectful

to play whatever game

I was drained- physically from the heat, emotionally from the