His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 73

Chapter 73

Elena's POV

"How blind can you fucking be?" I shouted, no longer able to suppress my anger.

Here, the truth about my pack's massacre was unfolding, and he had the guts to still fight for the honor of his mate, who was worth less than trash.

Bryson turned his head on me, looking back and forth between James and me as he defended blindly, "What proof do you have? What death? Is this about the death of Alpha's son? What? Is he your brother? Kurt Stewart? He was tortured and driven to suicide by your people! Don't point the blame at the innocent!"

Not the only one triggered by Bryson's foolishness, James tarned his head and took a dangerous step toward Bryson. He looked at him with disdain and asked, "The Alpha's son? Do not speak to me about him."

James' demeanor completely changed. His jaws clenched, and his entire demeanor seemed to have been covered with burning fire. "Glenda abused her position of power! She massacred innocents and even tortured and killed my brother, who did nothing wrong!"

He pointed at Bryson with so much hatred, but his voice cracked in his next words. "He's just an ambitious and hard-working man training from dust to dawn to be the next and rightful Alpha, but your beloved woman captured and relentlessly tortured him!"

Taking a step forward at Bryon, who was dumbfounded, he asked, "Now, tell me. Are you really sure that your woman is as innocent as you believe her to be?"

Bryon remained silent.

low voice, I spoke,

stared at James, voicing out my pain, Glenda, as a general, as a warrior, killed innocently and would face the punishment she deserved. But my family... Most of the men died on the battlefield, and the rest, old, weak, women, and children, were

looked at Bryson as he stated, "We only owe Elena and her family an apology. As for my brother

coldly added, "It's an eye for an eye and tooth

his defense and blind anger, I stepped in between them and seriously looked

said, "This meeting isn't just about apologies. It's about justice. No words could bring back what

I smelled Prince Deacon's familiar scent and

and stood beside me. Rationally, he said, "Both sides have blood on their hands, and if we do not settle this here, it will

eyes on me, he raised his hand and gave me a comforting gesture by squeezing my shoulder. Gesturing to James, he explained,

the Rogues, that would sooner or later

a Rogue. They would be cast out

trembled upon hearing that, debating inside of

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wanted to laugh. Prince Deacon probably overestimated me and thought I could

what do

shoulder and intently looked into my eyes,