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The Abandoned Lycan Queen 62 Elena's POV "How much longer are we going to sit here, Elena? Glenda out there, captured, and you're just- "Strategizing, Bryson. You should try it sometime," I sarcastically interrupted Bryson as I slammed my hands on the table, slightly moving everything on it.

One of the warriors immediately and attentively reorganized it while I stood up properly and took a step back, calming myself from the anger building up in me.

We would have won this fight so easily and ended it once and for all as planned, but no, Glenda just had to be a pain in the ass and ruin everything we had prepared for.

So now, instead of celebrating, we were here in a makeshift camp near the battlefield, tending to the wounded soldiers and coming up with a plan on how to rescue Glenda who had been taken by the Rogues due to her arrogance and foolishness.

I was already furious at Glenda's actions, and here Bryson was acting like a sick puppy for losing his useless bone, approachingwith reckless anger and ridiculous words like he wasn't a general who was supposed to have proper reasoning.

Bryson let out a mocking scoff and looked atwith judgment and disbelief. "Strategizing? Is that how you describe doing nothing now? She's been gone for hours- He was even pointing outside to make a point, makingeven more furious as outside the tent were many of our warriors were wounded when they should be in the first place if everyone went with the plan.

Closing my eyes, I calmed myself and straightened my back as I held my head high. Walking dangerously, I approached him and stared at him with a menacing glare, asking, “And you think charging blindly into rogue territory will bring her back? Or do you just want to join her in captivity?" Although we had killed many of them in the surprise attack earlier, many of them had already survived, and with the tthey managed to get from getting Glenda, I'm sure they had already called for more backup and prepared for our attacks.

Our element of surprise was now all useless.

"Don't you dare lecture me!" His voice rose, and the other warriors in the room gasped in shock as Bryson took a long stride forward and grabbed my wrist harshly.

He pulledcloser to him as his hold ontightened, nails almost nailing into my skin. His eyes were blazing with fire as he bluntly accused me, "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He pointed in the forest's direction and uttered with pursed lips, continuing, "You're leaving her out there to suffer because of your petty grudges!" I pursed my lips and stared back at him, completely unfazed. Instead of struggling, I didn't show any fear or pain as I took a step closer to him.

With firm authority in my voice, I commented, "You're delusional if you think this has anything to do with our personal issue that was resolved long ago." Moving my wrist in a twisting manner, I easily made him loosen his grip on me.

Backing away, I crossed my arms over my chest and stared the painful fact at him. "Glenda's recklessness jeopardized this entire mission. We're only standing here because the rest of us are trying to clean up her mess." 1/2 Chapter 63 the possibility that she's not the hero you think she is." Entirely in shock and battle within himself as he processed my words, he blinked a couple of times and looked around, almost disoriented.

After a little while, he calmed down and looked atangrily, not believing my words. "That's not true. You're lying. You're trying to ruin her image because she took your place!" A bitter smirk immediately left my lips. Raising my brows, asked, "Took my place? Is that what you think? That this is schildish rivalry?" I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief. "You're more naive than I thought." He got even more infuriated hearing the words I threw in his direction. Slamming a hand on the table, he lookeddead in the eyes and threateningly demanded in pursed lips, "If you have something to say, then say it. Stop dancing around the truth." My expression darkened. How dare she threaten me.

Indifferently, I tapped my fingers on my arms as though I was playing a piano and looked at him blankly. "You wouldn't believe it even if I did. And frankly, I'm tired of trying to explain myself to someone too blind to see what's right in front of him." I stood up properly and shook my head. Seeing a fool like him, I could only silently thank the moon goddess for paving the way forto be free from Bryson.

Tired from his endless barking, I walked past him, ready to leave.

But just as I opened the door and a step away from getting free from his presence, he held my wrist to stop me. You can't just walk away from this! We're not done talking I closed my eyes and didn't look back at him, answering in a low and exhausted voice. "Yes, we are. I've said everything I need to say. If you can't handle it, that's your problem." His hand tightened. "You're being impossible, Elena! Glenda is out there, and you're just chilling in here!" I was about to explode and turn to punch him, but Bryson's hand was suddenly pulled away from me, harshly pushing him away.

"Enough, Bryson." Prince Deacon's Lycan voice echoed in the air, bringing chills to everyone, and his demeanor immediately forced all low-ranking wolves to lower their heads.

་་། Chapter 62 Bryson laughed! He laughed! He actually had the audacity to let out a mocking laugh! 1 clenched my fist, restraining myself from beating the life out of his miserable life. "You mean your mess?" he accusingly pointed out, causing the other generals in the room to look at him in fury as well from his audacity.

Oblivious to the other's reactions, he went on, "You're supposed to lead, Elena. If you'd handled this better-" "Handled what better?" I cut him off.

Shaking my head, I looked at him fiercely and asked with sarcasm "The part where Glexda ignored direct orders? Or the part where she dragged half our troops into chaos for her own glory?" Bryon involuntarily took a step back in shock, speechless from the painful truth within my words.

Taking a step forward at him, I asked sharply, "Tell me, Bryson, when you saw her charging ahead like a madwoman, why didn't you stop her?" "I... I didn't think-" I let out a mocking laugh as he failed to form a reasonable excuse and stumbled at his own words.

He started looking around, as if hoping someone would cto his aid, but the others looked at him with the sblthat was reflected in my eyes. When he started opening and closing his mouth like a fish gasping for air, I sneered and sharply added, "Exactly. You didn't think. And now you're here blamingfor the consequences of her stupid actions. If you cared so much about her safety, you should've pulled her back before she got herself caught." I wanted to roll my eyes. During the battle, they were like kids who were in tantrums and chasing each other around. They were a real disgrace! His jaws clenched in anger as he defeatedly looked away.

Looking down, I found both of his hands clenched tightly, and his knuckles had turned white.

After a little while of silence, he heaved a sigh and looked down.

Calmly, he asked, "So what do we do now? Wait for the the rogues to send us an invitation to save her? Those people are monsters! They would kill her..." He sounded so helpless and on edge.

Bitterness flickered in my heart. He really cares so much for her.

Crossing my arms, I looked at him seriously and sighed. "Now, we wait." "What? Are you fuckign serious?" he looked up at me, boiling with madness once again.

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