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?"

the keychain. "It's one of the few things that reminded

my brain as memories

When we were kids, your father was one

have forgotten? He was the

I pointed at him. "I remember now! You were injured once, and I gave

fondly at the keychain. "I didn't think it meant anything back then. I figured you'd throw it away

an eyebrow, his grin playful. "Like how you

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

palm. "It's the first thing anyone ever made for me. And not because you had to,

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hung in the air, and I felt the shift in the mood. It wasn't just a simple trinket anymore. It had become a symbol

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

the keychain. I hesitated for a moment before holding it in my hand. The craftsmanship was crude -uneven edges, a design that

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should take back. Look at it-it's poorly made. The edges are either too sharp or too dull. The appearance could use some

from my hands and tucked it into

skipped a beat at his words, and I felt the warmth in my cheeks deepen. I quickly turned my attention elsewhere,