His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

Elena's POV

"What was that?"

"Did you hear that?"

"Are those swords clashing?"

Maisy, Saige, and I had jolted awake from our sleep almost simultaneously, throwing the blanket on top of us and getting up from bed with alertness.

At first, Prince Deacan wanted to give them another tent to share, but I said they could stay with me. After all, we had a lot of things to catch up on.

But what we didn't expect was to wake up in the middle of the night from a series of screams, bombs, and sounds of clashing swords.

We all looked at each other and nodded in understanding. In less than a minute, we had our combat clothes on.

"Let's give them aid. I'll go to the front. Mais while peaking from the in-between of the

you're in the west. Saige, you're on the east side," I commanded fabric door.

But before we could step out, one of the soldiers rushed in. Luna Elena, I'm sorry for barging in. I need to evacuate you as per Prince's ord-"

He didn't manage to finish his words when he looked up and saw my appearance. His eyes wandered between the three of us, shock evident in his eyes as he looked up and down between us, who were wearing warrior clothes.

And it's not just simple warrior clothes. It's a top-of-the-line outfit from the Custodes. Though it's thin and light, it's far heavier duty than the average. It's even par with those things the royals use.

"There's no way I'll run from this. We need to help," I replied, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, and come on! We're made for this!"

"We literally trained for this."

Maige and Saige added.

"But-"

I smirked, took a step beside him, and tapped his shoulder. "Worry about yourself more.'

With that, we all ran to our designated path.

A huge smile formed on my lips as I smelled the mixture of wood, blood, and dirt from the surroundings while the screams of pain were like music in my ears.

Sadistic? No... It's just I'm born to be a warrior. This is where I belong in a fight, not some house where I must act like a delicate porcelain.

I ran with the wind, quickly bent mid-way, and grabbed a sword. Every time I jumped in the air, I'd land on my foot with a smirking knowing that one or two Rogues were slit in the throat.

After a long time, I felt free and powerful. But more than that, I felt useful.

Bloods splurt out everywhere. I could even feel the hot blood dripping on my face.

UNUS

"There you are..." I whispered as I saw Prince Deacon in the middle of the field, fighting a whole lot of Rogues. Wiping the blood blocking my sight with the back of my hands, I smirked and ran toward him.noveldrama

"Not on my watch!" I shouted as I ran and jumped in the air, my foot landing on the back of a Rogue that was about to pull a sneak attack on the Prince's back.

I bent down and held his head up to give myself access to his neck. With my eyes staring at Prince Deacan's wide eyes, I put my sword on the Rogue's neck and killed him.

"You-"

Kicking the Rogue's body away, I stood beside the Prince. "Don't expect for a second I'll run with that warrior you sent to me. I'm more capable than you give me credit for."

"I told you many times. You're a Luna. You shouldn't be here," he protested as he held my wrist and pulled me in his back while striking a Rogue from behind me.

Moving swiftly, I held his arm for support and bent down to kick the man behind

me.

As we stood up again and faced each other, I winked at him and nodded at more rushing Rogues toward us. "I'll bet you I can kill more than you."

His jaw clenched, but he said no more as I turned around, and we stood back-to- back with each other.

"Don't forget to headcount, Your Highness," I jokingly and lively commented before I focused and battled more Rogues.

"That was awesome!" Maggie rejoiced as she landed on her butt beside me on the ground with our backs leaning on a wooden pole.

Saige ran up to us and threw each of us a bottle of water as she commented, "Tell me about it."

Hundreds of Rogues attacked us, but it was almost a piece of cake for all of us.

Most of the warriors were even surprised. Though there weren't many of them, Prince Deacon was the god of war and fought remarkably as expected. But they didn't expect the three of us, female warriors, to be up par with the Prince's skills.

We were now taking a rest while others were cleaning the battleground a bit. We heard cheers and praises from the warriors, even from those who had doubted us before.

I'd say it's a fulfilling feeling.

I was drinking my water when the water almost choked me as I saw the dominating man approaching me.

His steps were heavy as his boots dipped in the mud. His hands gripped his sword so hard that his knuckles had turned white while blood dripped on the sword. His hair was in a sexy mess, and blood and sweat mixed on the side of his face.

The darkness of his eyes brought a chill to my spine. How could someone be so devilishly handsome like him?

He stopped right before me, making me swallow as I dropped my bottle to the side. He sheathed his sword so smoothly and looked down on me.

"Are you injured?" his voice was deep and laced with controlled anger.

Silence filled the surroundings, afraid to add fuel to his igniting emotion.

I swallowed and calmed myself as I pulled every courage in me.

Reminding myself of my bet with him, my nerves became alive again.

I smiled proudly, shook my head, and asked, "How many did you kill?"

He stared at me for a while before finally moving and pulling out a clean handkerchief inside his warrior shield. Bending down to my level, he started wiping my blooded face.

Oh, damn... what is he doing?

My body froze, my breathing hitched, and my heart went wild. His face was so close to me, and I could vividly smell his intoxicating wood and minty scent.

After he wiped my face, his hands lingered on my cheek. Eyes focused on mine, he replied in a deep and husky voice, "You perished hundreds of them. You were amazing

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