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Chapter 33
Chapter 33
Elena’s POV
My heartbeat pounded inside my chest like crazy as I stared at his eyes and felt the warmth his hand was giving me as he brushed the blood off my face.
“His touch is amazing! Don’t pretend you don’t like it!” Ava teased, loving how Prince Deacon always managed to find a reason to touch me somehow.
He remained silent for a moment, as did I as if we weren’t in the middle of a battle. Our surroundings seemingly blurred out, and the air between us was wrapped in a warm and loving atmosphere.
His eyes were filled with gentleness and warmth, very different from the rage and death reflecting on it when he was fighting earlier.
Finally, a smirk came out of his lips, and he cleared his throat. He shook his head in disagreement. “It was never about the stealing kills, Elena.”
He uttered, making my palpating heart stop beating as I sucked in a breath.
“You like him, don’t you?” Ava teased further.
“Shut up!” I shouted. “There are still Rogues to kill!” I scolded as I saw more Rogues coming our way through my peripheral vision.
Probably realizing my daziness, he jokingly tapped my forehead like usual and teased, “Besides, I can’t have you getting scratched up out here, can we? I’d be out of a rival.”
Going with how he tried to ease up the situation, I rolled my eyes as a faint smile instantly tagged my lips.
Pulling away first, I remarked, “Now, now, don’t slack off, Prince Deacon.”
With that, we leaned on each other’s back as we faced those Rogues circling around, no further fooling around until the filled went silent as we successfully claimed the Fort Scelp city, the front line city before the Withered Hinterland. Though it was a small city, it was a very strategic area as it was the front line and had the Rogue’s food and supplies.
Standing on the rooftop of one of the abandoned buildings, I watched as the other warriors and omegas cleaned the surrounding areas, making sure the fallen Rogues were really dead and that the surrounding border of the city was secured for our full claim.
“We managed to save everything here. They didn’t get a chance to burn a single barrel,” I turned with a huge smile as I felt Prince Deacon joining me.
He removed his cape and draped it around behind me, his action giving me more warmth than the cape itself.
His eyes
softened as he stared at me. “Here, have a drink,” he said as he handed me a water bag.
Gladly, I accepted it and gulped as much as I could until I felt refreshed.
“Thanks, it’s-” My words were cut off when he suddenly raised his hand and put it above my head, patting me tenderly.
He leaned down, face just two inches away from me. His eyes remained staring at mine while against my lips as he praised me, “You did exceptionally well, Elena. Today’s success is becau resilience.”
breath fanned
of your skill and
My heart went wild, and butterflies filled my stomach with excitement. I couldn’t explain it, but his praise always
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felt like a huge achievement for me. Unknowingly, I started yearning for more.
“Oh! He can keep doing this anytime!” Ava commented, obviously as excited as I was, about how great we felt about Prince Deacon’s treatment of us.
The next day, after a good night’s rest, Prince Deacon called everyone for a post–battle analysis. We were once again in the main tent, discussing how things turned out.
“Thanks to Elena’s leadership, the supplies have been fully secured, and we’ve taken back the Fort Scelp. She set an example for all of us today,” Prince Deacon suddenly emphasized at the end, making the warriors clap their hands and cheer for me.
I looked down and discreetly touched my warm cheeks, so sure that I was probably turning into a tomato right now from all the attention I was getting.
Nonetheless, after calming my nerves, I looked back up at them and bowed my head to show my gratitude for their admiration.
“Father and brothers, look, I’m getting there. I’m continuing your legacy…” I inwardly said, feeling the warmth wrapping my soul as I imagined my father and siblings looking at me with pride in their eyes as their training and teachings for me didn’t go to waste.
But just as the meeting was about to wrap up, Tyson, Prince Deacon’s Beta, suddenly went out after a warrior discreetly called him.
I followed him with my gaze until he came back short afterward and approached Prince Deacon, who was beside
- me.
I stared at him with curiosity as he approached with a tense facial expression.
In a low voice that’s just enough for Prince Deacon and all high–ranking warriors to hear, he reported, “Alpha Bryson and General Glenda are set to arrive at camp in three days, sir.”
My heart dropped as my newfound confidence wavered in an instant. The air around me suddenly became heavy as the trouble hidden beneath my heart resurfaced, stirring troubling emotions within me.
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