All Chapters of His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen: Chapter 171 - Chapter 177

Elena’s POVAfter taking the antidote, Rafael remained calm, and he finally fell asleep. His breathing was still uneven, but it was steadier than before. It only meant that the antidote worked, though I must admit that the poison left my nephew weak and restless.Anger was inside my chest toward the people who did this to him.I tucked him into the backseat of the car and covered him with a blanket. I gently brushed his hair from his forehead.“I will do my best to protect you from harm. For now, I am thankful that the antidote is working. But I promise, you will get through this,” I said and gave him a kiss on his forehead.But my heart was still unsettled. Not only because Rafael attacked me and almost hurt me. His sudden lunge would really rip me if not for Deacon. The wild look in his eyes was really scary. But my heart was also overwhelmed when Deacon stepped in between me and Rafael without thinking of his own safety.At that moment, Rafael didn’t know what he was doing. The poi

Elena’s POVRafael’s small hand slipped into mine. He held me so tight as if he could feel danger around him all of a sudden.I felt my heart beating so fast, but I forced myself to be steady.Glenda walked forward towards our direction. The crowd parted without a word, as if they were really making a way for her. She took time taking every step. It was as if she wanted me to feel every step she took so I could feel that she had finally cornered me.By the time she stopped, I couldn’t explain, but my throat felt dry. I told myself that I was once a warrior. I had faced enemies stronger than her, so I had to be brave to whatever this woman was about to say and do.Glenda’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “We need to talk.”And in that moment, I knew that whatever she had to say would cut me deeper.I straightened. Every instinct from years of battle became alive inside of me again. I knew that would not be a very friendly meeting at all.I could feel that there was something in her voice.

Elena’s POVThe palace felt different in the following weeks. For the first time in years, I woke not to the call of duty or the clatter of steel, but to list the types of fabrics, flowers, and menus. Strange. That’s more of planning life rather than fighting for life, and yet I was enjoying every moment of it. Each day carried me closer to my wedding with Deacon. Though the rumours never stopped and even became worse since that encounter with Glenda and Bryson at the marketplace.Even with the rumours circling around, I could hear the laughter of the servants as they measured drapes and polished silver as a part of my wedding preparation. Everyone inside the palace helped me, no matter what they were thinking about me. Couriers came and went with swatches of silk. The cooks were also there whispering about the feast preparation.It was a different kind of chaos, and I couldn’t help but smile. I didn’t want to compare, but I felt a different kind of happiness, too, while preparing fo