Deacon''s POV


    Excitement rushed through my veins as I ran through the gate of Rogue''s camp, ready to ughter anyoneing my way.


    With a silver de in one hand and an elongated wolf w in another, I dashed forward like a shadow. Before others could even turn to look at me, my de struck through them.


    Shouts and cries quickly filled the area as blood reeked through our noses. My team surged forward without hesitation as we made way for Elena''s team.


    A small smile formed on my lips as I saw in my peripheral vision how she fearlessly led her team toward the supply area of the Rogues.


    Each of her strikes was precise and deadly, almost mirroring my own skills. As her figure vanished before my eyes, I continued rushing forward. But before I realized that I was too upied admiring her, a dozen Rogues were already surrounding


    me.


    "Look at you! Stop daydreaming!" Raker, my wolf, shouted as he tried to put some sense into me.


    I looked around and analyzed the situation. Some were in wolf form, while the others had spears or swords in front of them.


    The wolf in dirty brown fur opened its mouth and let out a roar. He must be a high-ranking member, as what he let out was a growl ofmand.


    "I was just looking," I replied, brushing off his scolding.


    "Yeah, right!"


    After hearing his sarcastic remark, I focus on the real matter.


    Heightening my senses, I felt their every movement and breath. As they rushed forward to attack me, I instinctively bent down, making their weapons tangled above me while my sword was above my head, preventing their des from scratching me.


    Putting both my hands on my de, I twisted it and used the force from my legs as I pushed upward, throwing them to the sides. Without wasting time, I jumped from the one closest to me and struck him with my de before I moved forward to the rest.


    Just as thest Rogue in human form that surrounded me fell to the ground, the one in wolf form growled and jumped on me. However, it only took me a quick shift to avoid his attack, and I jumped behind him. Throwing my de, engulfed his neck with my arms and strangled him until he lost hisst breath and fell.


    While wiping off my sweat, I picked up my sword, and that''s when I saw Elena standing in the middle of the battlefield in a daze while her team was rushing back to secure the stolen supplies.


    She was staring at me with those beautiful eyee filled with worry.


    Damn! I couldn''t help but inwardly curse as I stared at her dazzling eyes. Even at a distance, I couldn''t believe that her expression could stir something within me.


    "Look at you, whipped ass! You''re so caught up at her! You''re so not taking all this seriously. Careful, or she''ll kick your ass and beat you in count kill!" Rakermented on it, making me smirk.


    Reminded of that, I stared back at Elena with teasing eyes as I gestured to the dead Rogues around me. Smugly, I shrugged my shoulders and wiped off an imaginary dirt on my shoulder.


    425 BORUS


    With a mischievous smirk, I narrowed my eyes and mouthed, "Think you can kee


    up?"


    Understanding what I meant, the worry in her eyes immediately vanished, and her face instantly lightened up, A grin shed on her lips, and a fiery determination covered Her face.


    "Game on," she mouthed as we both looked away simultaneously.


    The familiar rush of battle pulsed through my veins as I kept fighting thoseing at me. Still, I couldn''t help but gaze back in her direction from time to time, loving


    to see how she was relentlessly and precisely striking down the Rogues before her one after another like they were nothing.


    Pride filled my heart. She grew up so well, far more skilled than before.


    "Focus on the fight, Deacon!" Raker shouted, taunting me.


    As if on cue, someone attacked me from the side, which I luckily blocked with my hand.


    "What are you doing? Are you still on this war or just fighting to impress?" he teased.


    I smirked as I twisted my wrist and turned my de to kill the one who attacked me. With another nce at Elena, I replied, "Why can''t it be both?"


    I could almost see my world shaking his head at me, but Iughed it off. Looking around, I found no need to actually take things too seriously as the number of Rogues was thinning already, but just then... something made my blood cold.


    My eyes instantly turned red as fury raged through my soul when I nced back at Elena and saw one of the Rogues got passed through her defense and shed her arm.


    Without hesitation, I went on a rampage and moved with the wind. Those getting in my way couldn''t even butt their eyes before I killed them as I rushed to where Elena was.


    A deadly roar came out of my lips as I approached Elena, protectively getting between her and the rest of the Rogues around her.


    I knew she was capable enough, but there was no way I''d let any of them hurt her. Especially not on my watch!


    My fury lessened when I felt a hand on my arm.


    I thought she''d be in pain, but she only looked at me confusingly with teasement


    in her eyes. "What are you doing here? Stealing my kills?"


    There was even a smirk on her lips as if she just hadn''t been cut.


    But what caught me off guard more was how her angelic face was now filled with dirt and splurts of blood.


    My hand voluntarily raised to her jawline, wiping off the blood on her.


    "Admit it, Deacon. You are dead over heels for her," my wolf remarked again.