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.

discreetly said through gritted teeth while motioning towards

looked at me dumbfoundedly, "They are my

the guest list!"

a bit." She didn't even take me seriously and merely stood up

from the back and looked at me with dismay as they shook their heads before

on the champagne

with Glenda and found them unaffected.

around in circles

It's a total mess.

should I stay and make a fool of

loosening my necktie and removing

to where I would usually see Elena waiting for me before

Chapter 21

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

pain in my heart, I sat on the edge of her bed and let my palm slide on the soft blanket. I took a whiff of the room, where her floral and sweet

a member of Ironpaw Pack grabbed her things, but I could still imagine her moving around in this room and that sweet, innocent smile

her sweet voice and praises from

as I felt the void in my heart. I snickered, realizing it was no longer the rejected bond that pained

lost and stuffy, I unbuttoned the first two buttons of

the sun rose and its light shone through me. Exhausted and sleepless, I walked like a zombie back to the pack house, but as

"What the hell, Glenda?"

she shouted as she strolled toward me and pushed me on the chest, making me stumble back from the loss of