His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Elena’s POV

I swallowed, feeling overwhelmed by the dominating demeanor radiating all over him, proving that he was the Prince and the god of war that everyone feared to be an enemy of.

He was towering over me. His pupils dilated in anger, and fire seemingly glowed beneath its dimness, showing the built–up fury within him while the veins on his neck protruded.

I’m so dead.

Chill cursed through my every vein as I suddenly felt so small in front of him. I leaned as far back as I could and was even having difficulty looking straight into his eyes.

Damn! I’m an Alpha and a newly appointed Princess; I couldn’t believe I could be subdued so

much like this by his demeanor.

“As a Luna, did you even think twice before you impulsively did this?” he started, but I only

kept quiet, supposed by his anger.

I think it would be best to let him calm down a bit first before I reason with him.

He tapped his index fingertip on the table while sending blazing fire of gaze my way, continuing with his scolding, “Going to the battlefield without the King’s order? You must be

the foolish woman I’ve known!”

Inwardly, I rolled my eyes. Does he even go out much from the battlefield to meet several

women? I doubt not.

For him, war was probably everything he had his mind on.

“It’s punishable by demotion, fine, and twenty whips!” he narrated, making me cringe in pain at just the thought of the whips because those were made of sharp silver thorns.

“Well, what more choice do I have? I can’t just turn a blind eye when I get the news from my comrade while knowing the entire kingdom might be in danger, can I?” I finally managed to voice out while I was pinching my legs underneath the table so that I could look at his blazing eyes for a few seconds.

His hands slid toward the side of the table, and he gripped the side near me as he leaned over

the table and stared into my face.

With gritted teeth, he asked, “If you weren’t so lucky and have faced Rogues on your way here,

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My brows furrowed, and my eyes narrowed as I stared at him in confusion, especially when I saw an unknown emotion briefly glint in his hazel eyes, masked with fury and dimness.

Why exactly was he so angry about?

If I didn’t know better, I would have thought he was worried about me. But then again, we only

met twice, so why would he?

Of course, I knew about the punishment, and I’ve thought about that before coming in here. But compared to those things and the tragedy that we all might face if we don’t give the issue a proper solution, I was more fearful than any whips.

Title and money? If it’s for something more splendid, like the lives of many, I’d readily give

those things up.

Besides, I’m the one who’d face the King’s wrath and punishment so why was he so on edge?

And my mother?

I just wanted to shake my head.

He’s really living under the rock, doesn’t he?

He should visit the kingdom more and know what’s happening. I mean, not everything was

about war.

Sighing, I just replied calmly and gently, hoping he’d also be calm. “But I’m fine.”

I even stood up and made a small, slow twirl in front of him to show that, aside from

exhaustion, I was actually doing well.

“Get the doctor in here!” he shouted, jolting me.

“No need!” I even reached out my hand to stop him, but one glare from him and my mouth

was immediately zipped shut.

“Give her a thorough check–up,” he instructed the doctor, who hastily arrived.

So, now I’m here, sitting on the edge very uncomfortably on the edge of his bed while the doctor was checking my every limb to see if I had injuries while he was standing behind the

doctor, supervising.

I could see sweat forming on the doctor’s forehead from his excessive supervision. It’s so over

the top that even bruises were treated with ointments.

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I told them it was fine and there was no need to waste the supplies that should be given more

to the warriors, but every time I tried to speak, Prince Deacon would shut me up.

“Thank you.” I smiled as we stood outside the tent I would be staying in.