His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Elena’s POV

After Prince Deacon said he wanted to tell me something, immediately gulped down the entire bottle of water and stood up to follow him back to his barracks.

A jolt of excitement surged through me, making my stomach flutter as Prince Deacon’s intoxicating scent filled the air. He slowed his pace to match mine after noticing I was walking behind him to show respect for his rank.

I pierced my lips, and my breathing hitched as we walked in synced back to his tent; though we were filled with silence, my excited heartbeat seemingly became our background music.

I didn’t know as well why he had this effect on me; probably because he treated me well or because it was just his dominating, aloof, and unpredictable behavior.

When we arrived, he placed a cup of refreshing drink in front of me before he sat down opposite my seat.

See, he’s a prince, and he’s doing all these. Whose woman wouldn’t have her heart fast–beating?

“I’ve investigated how Glenda and Bryson’s winning on the Dead Border is related to the other packs colluding rebellion with the Rogues.”

When he said that, everything I was feeling vanished as I became filled with overwhelming shock and curiosity. The Dead border was the border on the Southern battlefield, which Bryson and Glenda had won before.

I dropped the cup of tea and looked at him seriously. I leaned closer to the table and asked, “What did you get?” He pulled a letter or some kind of document from the drawer beside him and pushed it toward me. Nodding at it in a gesture, he told me to open it.

Wasting no time, I unfolded the letter and had my eyes wondered at each of the letters, words, and sentences on it. And while I do so, I feel like the oxygen in my lungs is being sucked out as the terrifying and inhuman truth fills my brain.

“This… I…”

I was even lost for words.

“Is this the truth? It’s what really happened?” I asked in almost a whisper.

He clasped his hands on the table and nodded at me. His eyes were dark as he stared at me seriously.

Then, with a deep and serious voice, he replied, “I was shocked when I saw that, too. But we’ve checked it out a couple of times, and my men confirmed it.”

“So, Glenda mistaken an Alpha’s heir as a Rogue while training near the Dead Border and inhumanly tortured him every day until he committed suicide from all the physical pain and emotional damage it caused?”

It sounded like a question, but it’s more of a statement. Nonetheless, I heard Prince Deacon’s sigh and whis saddened hod.

Now I understand. Glenda caused a father to lose a son and a pack to lose an Alpha heir.

Even if she was unaware, how could she torture Rogues like that? We kill, captive, and do many things just to save and protect our kingdom. But torturing someone daily, especially a young like the Alpha’s son, was too much. Anyone would plot revenge for that. But the more profound question was, how was my pack related to this?

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Chapter 25

If this was the cause of revenge, why did they massacre my pack instead? Why not plot revenge on Glenda instead?

“Ava… There’s probably more to this. I need to know more.” I told my wolf.

“Yes, we need to know.” I could feel the anger filling her as she said that. “You can ask Prince Daecon for help. I know he will be glad to help as it’s also related to the issue. And most of all, he had the power and connection to do so.”

I contemplated for a bit. It was indeed a good idea, but after some thought, I knew that it was not the right time

yet.