His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

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Bryson’s POV

“King Desmond, Glenda, and I are here to receive your orders and ready to lead troops to the Withered Hinterland any second at your words,” I respectfully greeted as I kneeled down on one knee with Glenda doing, the same beside me.

We placed our right arm’s elbow on top of our bended knee and bowed our heads in respect to the King

“You may raise.”

After hearing that, Glenda and I stood upright with arms on either side of us.

Once the King gestured for the seats on the side, we sat down and waited for him to speak. Looking at his bothered face, a feeling of anxiety rushed through my veins.

Did something happen?

He let out a sigh as he grabbed the goblet beside him, gulping down its contents before looking up at me. “I need the two of you to lead troops in the Withered Hinterland as soon as possible.”

“May we know what happened?” I asked.

“Yes, isn’t Prince Deacon already in there? The last time I heard, everything was under control.”

I gave Glenda a discreet hiss and glared at her. How could she dare speak like that, almost like questioning the king? However, her eyes were focused on King Desmond, uncaring about what I said.

“That’s what I thought as well, but some of the border packs had colluded with the Rogues and were in for a rebellion.”

“A rebellion? We need to hurry then.” Feeling the urgency of the matter, I couldn’t help but stand up.

Rogues were trouble enough. How dare those packs join the Rogues and commit treason?

The King then surprisingly sigh. “If only I listened to Elena’s warning sooner. THis wouldn’t have happened.‘

My eyes widened. Did I heard him right?

“Elena?” My head turned so fast at Glenda when she asked that. So, I heard it correctly.

The King nodded.

“Is she our intel?” I asked.

How could she know something as confidential as that? And it’s about the war. There’s no way she could have any ideas about military knowledge. Much more know about it faster than I know.

Glenda looked at me before she turned to the King and hesitantly asked, “Then… Has it been confirmed? Elena is not a warrior. How can she possibly…”

“It’s been confirmed. Prince Deacon told me about it himself. What’s important now is for the two of you to reach the camp in the Northern Area before the rebellion starts. I need you there to aid the Prince and his troops.”

I took a step forward, ready to accept his order and aid in stopping the chaos, but…

“I’ll lead the troops and promise to perish those traitors and Rogues, King Desmond.”

My brows furrowed as I looked to my left, where Glenda had already taken a step forward, standing on the same

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The King nodded. “Both of you will be there. Alpha Bryson will be the General, and you will be the Deputy General, Luna Glenda. I am looking forward for both of you to aid the Prince well.”

“You can rest assured, King Desmond,” I replied the exact moment Glenda spoke.

“Your Highness, Bryson and I can handle this manner in no time. This is a piece of cake for us. Why not make us the commander instead?” she asked.

My eyes widened, and I shifted to look at her ridiculously. What was she thinking?

“Glenda!” I hissed.

Then, a loud bang was heard, jolting both of us. Turning around, I saw the king with red–fuming eyes as he slammed his hands on his throne’s armrest before standing dominantly before us.

It’s already an honor to aid Prince Deacon – the god of war. How dare Glenda try to rank him out? She’s being ridiculously arrogant! She’ll both get us killed with her attitude like that.

How could I not see her arrogance before?

“Nonsense! How can a mere general like you want to be the main commander when the Prince is in there? And not just any prince but the man who led many battles to success?” King Desmond asked, voice booming the entire hall.

“I–You’re Highness, I was…”

Seeing her stutter, I took a step forward. “We apologize, King Desmond. It’s not what she meant.”

The King sneered, sarcastically replying, “Sure, it’s not.”

“You can mark my words, Your Highness. Bryson and I will win this war.”

Smirking, King Desmond said, “You better.”

With that, Glenda and I left the palace. I took one last look at the palace before we left the gate. As soon as we were out of the guard’s ears, I halted and blamingly looked at Glenda. “What was that about?”