His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen novel Chapter 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 1 7

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.

He stared at me for a long time as if reading me through my eyes and processing everything into his pee sted head before he hesitantly and fearfully asked, “And…. y–your family? Your pack? Was it her? Was she behind?”

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

Running out of patience, I commanded, “Go in, Bryson. Ask her.”

Besides, it’s not like he would believe any of my words if I replied to him frankly. He already heard all of the answers earlier and still tried to deny the truth.

He seemed to contemplate for a while before straightening up and tensing up. Desperation crept into his face as he replied, “James‘ words…. they can’t all be trusted. I need you to come in with me.”

I could only let out a 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 here?”

His lips immediately pursed in anger. Sulking, he clenched his hands and sharply demanded, “Just come with 105, Elena.”

Smirking and shaking my head, I raised both my hands in mocking surrender.

Gesturing toward the door, I ushered, “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

The second Bryson turned on the knob and opened the door I couldn’t express the relief I felt as the torture of waiting finally came to an end.

However, just one step 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 my nose.

Feeling weak and shocked by what he must have witnessed, Bryson involuntarily let go of the door, which opened widely.

I looked around and saw the severe state Glenda was in, surrounded by some of her warriors who had fallen and

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Chapter 77

died from the loss of blood and countless wounds.

Stepping forward, I stared at her blankly, eyes wandering from her head down to her toes.

I narrowed my eyes and stared at her forehead, which had anarking on it. By the swelling, I’d say it’s newly made and won’t heal, as it’s probably done with silver.

“Sicarius…” I mouthed upon recognizing the familiar words.

James really outdid himself.

It’s been an ancient time,g but werewolves used to engrave our learnings and history in Latin. They said it was the language of the gods and goddesses… Though it wasn’t used anymore, most of us could still recognize some words, especially words such as “Sicarius” meaning Murderer.