All Chapters of His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Elena’s POVHe 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 like. 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

Elena’s POVI looked at him admiringly. How lucky was it that we had found each other and that he had offered me this marriage?It might be an arranged marriage, but how come I feel more fortunate about this one than the last?It’s like he wasn’t real. He was setting the standard too high. When Bryson wasn’t there for me and came back only to betray me, I was shattered. I didn’t think I’d ever believe in marriage again, let alone have one fall into my life unexpectedly.But with Deacon… even if this entire arrangement was just a bandage over the problems we were both facing, he was going far and beyond to make it bearable, memorable, and somehow, even perfect.Custodes was no ordinary place. It was secluded, hidden away, and meant for the most elite warriors. Gaining access was difficult, and getting permission without being a member was even more difficult. Almost impossible. And yet, here he was, ready to face anything—anyone—just to ease my worries.He wasn’t even asking me to go w

Bryson’s POVI stood frozen, my breath caught in my throat as her voice pierced the silence.“What?” I asked, pretending to be shocked at her ridiculous words.“Don’t lie to me!” she snapped, her voice cracked with emotion, her temples throbbing with anger. “Every time things fall apart, you look at me like I’m a mistake. Like I’ve been tainted. Like I’m trash because I’m not innocent anymore. Like…”Her chest heaved, her breath ragged. She looked like she was being dragged back to that cabin, to the horror we both tried to erase. Her fists clenched at her sides as if holding herself together.“Stop…” I murmured, my eyes flickering to her forehead. Despite the thick concealer and her new hairstyle—a curtain of bangs meant to hide the scarred reminder of her past—I still struggled to look at it.And she knew that.She was right. I did avoid looking. I told myself it wasn’t intentional, but deep down, I knew better. Every time I saw it, I remembered the pain, the blood, the betrayal… an

Elena’s POVThe day after the party, I woke up in a good mood, especially after having that night's conversation with Deacon. However, that mood was instantly ruined the second I went down to the dining room for breakfast.“Princess…” Jayden loomed over me from behind just as I was about to take a mouthful of waffles into my mouth.I wouldn’t have minded it if it weren’t for the cautiousness laced in his voice.Sighing from the foretelling trouble I was feeling, I placed down my fork and slowly looked at him with raised brows. “Shoot. Hit me with whatever bad bullet you got in there.”Raising up his phone, he shook it a little to make an emphasis before giving me a sheepish smile and a cautious look. “I just… received an email from the palace. Duchess Dianne is asking for your presence… again.” He opened his eyes and met my empty ones, that’s filled with disbelief.After the stunt she pulled off after the party. I’m not quite sure if seeing her would be the best thing to do, especial

King Desmond’s POVInside the study room, the air smelled faintly of cedar and ink while I, the Lycan King, leaned back in my leather chair, tossing a silver pen onto a half-signed contract. I already felt exhausted after reviewing and signing countless reports since early morning.After a while, I heard the familiar click of Jude’s shoes against the marble floor that broke the silence.“Your Majesty,” Jude greeted with a slight bow as he opened the door and stood before me. “Princess Geline has arrived at the palace.”I could only sigh, not even the slightest surprise. After what happened at her party that spread like wildfire around the palace, her coming in here was only a matter of time.“She’s early. And angry, I presume?”Jude made an expression. “Seething, actually, King Desmond. She’s waiting outside. Impatiently, if I may add,” he uttered, pointing at the door.Chuckling, I asked with confidence, “Let me guess. This is about Elena again?”He hesitated for a while before noddi