His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Glenda’s POV

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“This is absurd. We brought these warriors, and now I’m supposed to step back and let Elena lead them. After everything we did to get in her as fast as possible?” I complained to Bryson as soon as we got out of the main tent and got further enough to know the Prince wouldn’t hear me.

How come that unworthy, overprivileged, weak she–wolf like Elena would command my troops and me? I couldn’t accept it!

If it weren’t for her father and her brothers, no one would even look at her, let alone know her name!

“Bryson, say something!” I demanded as I shook his arm when I noticed that he wasn’t paying attention to my words.

When he finally looked up, I added, “This can’t be happening! We’ve been through so much in the South, it’s unacceptable for them to just brush us off to the side!”

“Calm down, Babe,” he uttered in a calm and sweet voice as he swung his arm around my shoulder and landed a kiss on my temple. “It’s the Prince’s command. We can’t do anything about it. This is the North, and what he says goes.”

“Why shouldn’t I question it?” I shifted to my right to face him and harshly pushed away his arm as I continued, ” I led our troops into battle, and I earned my rank. She’s just… riding on her family’s name!”

I walked with fumes on my head, aggressively pushed open the door to our tent, and went inside, slamming myself down on the poorly made–up bed.

“Here, take this.” He sat beside me and handed me a glass of water.

I looked at him ridiculously and put the glass on the nightstand, staring at him with a deadly glare.

Seeing my reaction, he momentarily raised his hands in the air before putting it down and sighing. “Okay, fine, let’s say it’s unfair – which it really is. But do you really think challenging Prince Deacon’s orders is going to help? Look, we’re here to provide reinforcements, not to make waves. It’s not our battlefield to make calls, to begin with.”

I scoffed and shook my head. Couldn’t he be more obscure? It’s as if he didn’t care at all! Besides, what was more infuriating was that Prince Deacon cut our commanding power and made Elena our leader!

I’m a high–ranking warrior! I’m a general, for goddess‘ sake; who was she to command me?!

I raised my legs and seriously looked at him. “Can’t you be more ambitious? Look, can’t you see it? Just like how you are put in charge in the South because of her family, she also got the call this time for the same reason!”

That’s right. If it weren’t for Elena’s grandfather getting injured and his uncle losing his hand, Bryson wouldn’t have been in charge. Since he’s their family’s husband, they entrusted the leadership to him.

“Enough, okay. Elena’s family has done a lot for the kingdom, Glenda. Her grandfather was critically injured, and her uncle… well, you know he saved my life out there.” Guilt could be seen in his face, making me roll my eyes at him.

I raised my hand and touched his face, making him stare at me. “Listen, you don’t owe that shrew anything to feel guilty. If there’s anyone you owe, it’s no one else but her uncle. Don’t add her in the picture.”

He ran his fingers on his hair, messing with it only to make it look more stylish and make himself more handsome. Stressfully, he stood up and spread his arms, pointing out, “Now isn’t the time to pick fights. You’re a

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Chapter 44

general, Glenda. Focus on the role you’ve earned, and leave Elena be.”

Triggered, I stood up and raised a brow at him, “Oh, now, I’m the one at fault? They’re the ones being unfair!”

“That ex of yours is taking advantage of…” suddenly, a thought came into my head, cutting off my own words.

A mischievous smirk flashed on my lips, making Bryson look at me cautiously, asking, “What?”

I picked up the loose strand of my hair and casually twirled it around my finger as I sat back on the edge of the bed and crossed my legs. “If that shrew wants to lead our troops, then so be it. Let’s see how long she can do it without making a fool of herself.”

Bryson hurriedly moved beside me and held my hand. He grabbed my attention and stared at me worriedly, “Don’t do anything reckless! Prince Deacon won’t tolerate insubordination. Haven’t you listened to him earlier?”

I rolled my eyes. What a scaredy cat.

“Oh, please, Babe!” I waved my hand nonchalantly before confidently continuing, “You know me. I know what I’m doing.”

When I saw that he was still looking at me with doubts, I shrugged my shoulders and placed my other hand on his. “Besides, did you forget? We made those Rogues in Southern borders beg on their knees, and it’s all because of our own hard work.”

My hard work.