His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 63

Chapter 63

Elena's POV

"The Rogues are not going to release her, Elena! You know what they'll do to her!" Bryson pointed out, voice breaking in pain and frustration as he looked at me with bloodshed eyes filled with so much emotion - worry, anger, fear, helplessness, and frustration.

My eyes turned sharp as I felt pain cursing through my temples.

This useless conversation had been prolonged for so long already. We're almost going in circles. Every last bit of my patience was being tested, and all I wanted to do right now was push Bryson away or knock some sense of his empty head.

"And rushing in blindly will only get more people killed. Or have you forgotten the lives we've already lost today because of Glenda's impulsive decisions?", I asked, reminding him.

He clenched his fist and looked at me with disgust. "You're just using this as an excuse, aren't you? You've always hated Glenda, so now you are more than willing to leave her in the Rogue's hands for your vengeance!"

I stared at him blankly, silently thinking, 'Bryson, is this how low you think of me?'

'Oh Elena, how fool are you to fall for a bastard like him...' I asked myself, completely seeing how bad of a choice it was of mine to marry Bryson before.

I sighed, completely losing my energy to fight with him. "This has nothing to do with hate, Bryson. It's about strategy and survival. Do you think I'm happy about this? About sitting here doing nothing? But the truth is, attacking recklessly will only make things worse."

Blinded by hatred, all reason seemed to have left his brain.

pointed at me with his hand and mockingly replied, "Oh, of

flag piece markers, playing with it in his hand. “Tell me, Elena, what grand strategy

Cowardice?

to me more and more how provoking he could be

worst.

asked through gritted teeth. "Glenda put herself in this position. She defied orders, disrupted the formation, and now she's

a banging sound, and

shaper as I meaningfully asked him, "No one deserves what the Rogues will do to her. But let me ask you something, Bryson. Do you believe you

aback by my sudden question, he blinked a few times in silence

at him pointedly as I leaned on a post with crossed arms. "Think, Bryson. Wars aren't won by sheer luck or brute force. If not for a great strategy, then it only means that it was won by ugly, hard decisions that Glenda doesn't want anyone to know about. So, before you throw your blind loyalty

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possibility that she's not the

himself as he

and looked around,

angrily, not believing my words. "That's not true. You're lying. You're trying to ruin

immediately left my lips. Raising my brows, asked, "Took

you think? That

scoffed and shook my head in disbelief. "You're more naive than I

more infuriated hearing the

table, he looked me dead in the eyes

something to say,