His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

Chapter 141

Elena's POV

He let out another soft laugh, as if recalling something silly, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of admiration and teasing. "You used to make this face whenever you tasted something you didn't ke. Took me a few reminders to memorise your taste.”

I lifted my head in shock, and before I could say anything, we both burst into laughter. It felt like a return to simpler times- before everything had changed, before life had pulled us in different directions.

I was never particularly picky with food, but if I'm honest, it wasn't easy to satisfy my taste buds. I could eat anything, but that didn't mean I liked everything. I never let it show, or at least, I thought I hadn't. It never occurred to me that someone might notice the small reactions I had when something didn't sit right.

Once the laughter subsided and we settled into a comfortable silence, my eyes drifted down, and that's when I saw it again-the keychain hanging from his pocket. The keys and other trinkets were tucked inside, but the sculpted keychain was visible, swaying slightly with his movements.

Compared to his princely attire, the keychain looked out of place worn, simple, and yet familiar.

My breath caught, and I pointed at it, my voice trembling slightly. Wait... is that-?"

Before I could finish, Deacon followed my gaze, and his smile widened. He met my eyes, a playful glint in them. "Yup," he said, his tone light, "I'm still using it. It's the keychain I've had since... well, you gave it to me."

Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I was certain my face had turned crimson. I glanced away quickly, hoping the darkness of the night would hide my embarrassment. But I knew better than to think Deacon hadn't noticed.

Trying to mask my flustered state, I asked softly, "You kept it?"

gaze still on the keychain. "It's

I stuttered, racking my

face me more fully. Nodding, he said, "Yeah, remember? When we were kids, your father was one of

clicked. My eyes widened in realisation, and wanted to slap my forehead. How could I have forgotten? He

You were injured once, and

think it meant anything back then. I

grin playful. "Like how you forgot

arm reflexively, the action coming naturally. It's not that I forgot. It's just... it slipped my mind for a moment.

He laughed and took the keychain out of his pocket, holding it carefully in his palm. "It's the first thing anyone ever made for me. And not

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felt the shift in the mood. It wasn't just a

and he gave a nonchalant shrug. "So, I kept

crude -uneven edges, a design that could've been better. It was far from perfect. And yet, there was a weight to it, a connection I hadn't realised

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Chapter 141

pulled it closer, a teasing smile tugging at my lips. "I should take back. Look at it-it's poorly made. The edges are either too sharp or

expression shifted immediately, and I could see that he was genuinely protective of it. He grabbed the keychain back from my hands and tucked it into his pocket, his voice firm. "I don't care. It's perfect the way it

cheeks deepen. I quickly turned my attention elsewhere, hoping