His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 138

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Elena's POV

The atmosphere had turned sharp and brittle, like a thin ice beneath bare feet. Whispers fluttered through the air around us, intensifying the tension as everyone started muttering under their breaths.

The weight of their stares clung to my skin, heavy, suffocating.

And then came the crack that split it all.'

Not from the ones you'd expect—not from the Duchess who stood beside me moments ago with warmth in her hand-but from the Grand Princess herself.

She let out a loud, unrestrained snort, drawing every eye to her like a signal flare. With a sneer curling at the corner of her mouth, she tilted her head and inspected me with a look that could rot silver,

"So this is the woman Deacon has chosen?" she said with venomous amusement. "A divorced woman, rejected by one noble family and now clawing her way into another?"

Her voice sliced through the silence like a blade.

Gasps echoed faintly around the room.

The decor-the soft lighting, the finely tuned string quarter, the scent of blooming orchids-felt utterly mismatched to the hostility among these so-called nobles. Their masks were slipping, and I saw every wrinkle of cruelty beneath the powder and pearls.

A noblewoman behind me tsked. "I thought the Prince was just toying with her. I mean... actually planning to marry her? Really?"

Another chimed in, louder now that someone had permitted them to unleash. "She's a skilled warrior, sure. Maybe even innocent like her ex-in-laws claimed. But let's be honest, she's still a divorced woman. Who brings tarnished silver into the royal collection?"

"She should be grateful anyone's even letting her breathe the same air as the royals," another muttered under her breath, shaking her head.

Their words didn't cut me-they scraped like sandpaper, slow and deliberate, trying to erode what remained of my dignity. I had stood against beasts, swords, and betrayals that nearly shattered my soul, and yet here I stood again, bloodless, while women in silks tried to assassinate me with words.

My gaze turned-slowly, deliberately-to the Duchess beside me.

let go of

our connection had never existed. Her eyes weren't on me. She was watching the crowd, chin raised ever so slightly, her lips curled in the faintest

But I was looking.

that

This was her design.

is your plan? Raise me up just to

gesture of approval earlier was genuine. Her kindness was

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Chapter 188

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control. Deacon had warned me you haven't seen what she's truly capable

didn't allow it to surface, but I knew the fire in my eyes would speak

wasn't the only one being eaten alive by the

"I truly cannot believe this is happening. It's an embarrassment to the entire kingdom. Do

the top,

was wondering how long you'd stay quiet," I muttered

wrap my cousin around your little slutty fingers and ended

her tongle, shaking her head with exaggerated pity. "Honestly, I don't know if you're bold or just plain

out a soft, mocking laugh. Calm. Controlled. The kind

casually, leaning back against the nearby table like I had

battle, you were-hair curled, dress tightened, voice sweetened. But it was all in vain. Meanwhile, I stand here today, chosen by him. Not begged. Not pursued. Chosen. So tell me who's the truly unwanted one between us?"

"You little-!"

another second on her. My

air like a scalpel, "we're meeting for the first time today. Yet you've treated me with hostility from the start. Is it my past marriage that offends

cracked, her nostrils

dare you speak to me

step

with quiet fire, "because my dignity isn't

don't owe submission to you, or Deacon's mother, or

eyes scanned the entire room. Every face turned

standing beside the Grand Princess, finally stirred in anger. "You're out of control, Elena! How dare you scold a royal