His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 21

Chapter 21

Bryson's POV

I sat in the middle of the Swiftridge Pack's grand hall today wearing a midnight blue tuxedo with perfectly styled hair and expensive champagne in my glass while looking with terror at the scene that was unfolding in front of me here at my marriage ceremony with Glenda. Something should be excited about, but instead, I'm feeling the opposite.

Six days... It's been exactly six days since Elena rejected me and left the pack. It's been six days without her, and the pain brought by the rejection was still lingering in my heart.

They said the pain should've only been for a day or two, so why was I still feeling this way?

Six days after Elena left, with every penny I accumulated from begging from every pack, friend, and Alphas I knew, I finally managed to bring my wedding ceremony

with Glenda into action.

With limited funds, we could only do a limited number of things, including the venue, guest numbers, decorations, and food.

Though it wasn't poorly created, it still wasn't as grand as my wedding with Elena.

It's just a simple decoration with one hundred listed guests. Every seat was reserved and specifically arranged to accommodate the nobles and high-ranking warriors.

Unexpectedly, without my knowledge, Glenda invited thirty warriors who

unmannerly and insensitively took the front seats dedicated to the generals and nobles.

through

me dumbfoundedly,

the guest list!"

know what, loosen up a bit." She didn't even take me seriously and

up from the back and looked at me with dismay

on the champagne

looked at the warriors with Glenda and found them unaffected. They raised their glasses, overflowing with drink,

put their arms together, jumping around in

It's a total mess.

infuriatingly left the venue. Why else should I stay and

empty hallway, loosening my necktie and removing my coat, which I thoughtlessly threw at the

the stairs, looking up to where I would usually

Chapter 21

I started seeing her projection, and my legs moved on their own accord, bringing me to her

on the soft blanket. I took a whiff of the room, where her floral and sweet scent still

room was already empty after a member of Ironpaw Pack grabbed her things, but I could still imagine her moving around in this room and that sweet, innocent smile plastered on her lips when she first saw me coming

could hear her sweet voice and praises from

snickered, realizing it was no longer the

the first two buttons of my shirt and took

rose and its light shone through me. Exhausted and sleepless, I walked like a zombie back to the pack house, but as soon as I arrived at the master bedroom, what greeted me was a pillow

"What the hell, Glenda?"

It's our wedding night!" she shouted as she strolled toward