The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 77

Chapter 77

Elena's POV

I stared at Bryson as images of the desh bodies of faut pasted fires and le times

Socffing, I thought, "How could 17

Because both James and I lost the people we love dye to inte

He knew as I do that death wasn't a real punishment for the people whs sinned on gravely like Glenda f unlike me, who goes by the rules and respects the roles, one like James, Fame, both a tooth, and an eye for an eye."

Just like what happened to Kurt, he probably wanted to break Glenda. He wanted to strip her of her dipity and reputation and force her to the edge until she decided to commit suicide just as how she profied at this ser

death.

Instead of explaining it to him, I've chosen to reply. He wants her broken. That's worse than death for some like Glenda."

Bryson's eyes widened, and that's when I realized that I had failed to hide the venom in my voice.

stared at me for a long time as if reading me through my eyes and processing everything into his pee sted head before

hands, he tightened his hold on the knob and stared at the door with doubtful

out of patience, I commanded, "Go in, Bryson. Ask

him frankly. He already heard all of the answers

straightening up and tensing up. Desperation crept into his face

dry laugh upon hearing his reply. He's obviously in denial. Standing property, I put my hand in my pocket and walked beside him. "Why? Are you afraid to face the truth alone? Or worried that Glenda will blame you for leading me

pursed in anger. Sulking, he clenched his hands

shaking my head, I raised both my hands in mocking surrender. Gesturing toward the door, I

door I couldn't express the relief I felt as the torture of waiting finally came to an

inside, he had already stopped. I was wondering why, but before I could push completely open and look inside, the sickening scent of a mixture of fresh and dried blood with vomit, swear, pee, dust, and dirt inside reached

and shocked by what he must have witnessed, Bryson involuntarily let go of the door, which

Glenda was in, surrounded by some of her warriors who

Chapter 77

the loss of

at her blankly, eyes wandering

had anarking on it. By the swelling, I'd say it's newly made

I mouthed upon recognizing the familiar

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