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The Abandoned Lycan Queen 38 Chapter 38 Elena's POV At first, I was trembling with mixed emotions of anger, pain, and disgust as I watched Bryson and Glenda support each other, especially when I heard Glenda's intentional remark, which was clearly intended to puton edge. And I'd be honest, I almost lost my calm after seeing her shamelessness and audacity to asksuch a question. Thankfully, Prince Deacon cto my side. And like these recent days, his touch seemingly had a magic effect onthat always broughtwarmth and comfort and kepton my toes.

Straightening my back, I gazed back at Glenda and let out an unbothered smile.

"Well, I find it unnecessary to publicly announce such trivial matters, especially when it is I who..." I gave Bryson a quick glance before I smirked, "rejected him." Turning my gaze back at Glenda, my smirk widened as I pointed out, "Now, there's no need forto be so cruel and further implicate damage to your Alpha's pride by broadcasting it to the entire kingdom, is there?" Satisfaction filled my eyes when I saw Glenda gritting her teeth in anger while Bryson clenched his jaws but could only look down a bit from humiliation after he heard the gasp around us.

I was about to taunt Bryson even more upon seeing how his expression darkened and how his face shrunken from humiliation. Still, then I felt Prince Deacon's grasp on my shoulder tightening, indicating his anger.

Glancing at him through my peripheral vision, I saw his face darkening so deeply and his demeanor completely becoming deadly. Fearing he might lose control out of concern for me, I immediately raised my hand and patted the hand he had on my shoulder in an attempt to calm him down by gesturing that I could handle it. Surprisingly, he listened as I felt his tight hold loosening again.

A second later, he cleared his throat before he looked down at me, "Elena, kindly enlighten us why you rejected Alpha Bryson?" His voice was steady and stern, but I could feel that he was on edge and trying hard to avoid teaching Bryson a lesson.

My eyes shifted between Bryson and Glenda as I explained in a loud voice, loud enough for everyone to hear: "My dear ex-husband here and his new wife used the merits they received in war to have King Desmond grant them a wedding." Bryson took a small step forward and glared at me, threateningto stop, but I only smirked at him as disdain crawled through my veins every second I saw him.

Looking around, I continued, "Since they asked for my blessing, who am I to refuse? Hence, I made the most fitting decision by granting Alpha Bryson a divorce and officially rejecting him." "You're a disgrace!" To everyone's surprise, Uncle Harold's voice let out a deafening scream as he pointed his finger at Bryson, not minding that Bryson was an Alpha while he was only a General.

His eyes were shifting between gold and brown, a sign that he was fighting with his wolf for control and also a sign of how furious he was right now.

"Disloyalty to Elena is one thing, but to betray your own family... You've dishonored every oath you took!" When he said that, that's when it hit me. He attended my wedding with Bryson. I was probably too focused on 1/2 Chapter 38 Bryson then and didn't notice his appearance.

"Stop playing the victim!" Glenda suddenly stepped forward in defense. "Bryson and I are fated mates. Besides, we fought for and earned our marriage. But you, Elena, while we are risking our lives, what are you doing?" Snickering, Glenda taunted, "Nothing!" "Then hold on to your marriage tightly, Glenda, as it seems you direly need it. Don't worry..." I shifted my gaze at Bryson and smirked, "I won't pick back up trash I already threw away." "You-" Bryson pointed at me, ready to scold me, but his loving wife cto his rescue instead, which kind of made him look more incompetent in my eyes.

She stood tall in front ofand crossed her arms across her chest before she leaned forward. "It's clear you are clueless about what's it like to earn an honor and how to face hardships, not when you've hovered on your family's nall your life." I knew she wantedto go on a rampage, but sorry to disappoint her. I remained calm and unyielding

Raising my hand, I patted her shoulder and smugly replied, "And I don't want to understand. C either, nor do want an honor that's forced uponthrough someone else's betrayal." Rejoicement filled my heart as I saw her expression turn into pure rage, finally losing control as she stepped forward and raised her hand to slap me.

"Insolent!"

Everyone stopped breathing as a deafening silence filled the room om after Prince Deacon's booming voice, mixed with a dominant growl, echoed around us, forcing most of them to lower their heads. Before Glenda's hand reached my face, Prince Deacon stood between us, making her hand land on his chest instead.

In a panic, Glenda hurriedly retracted her hand and took a step back beside Bryson.

"Is this how the two generals honored by the King should be acting?" he scolded, bringing them to lower their heads in shame.

Uncle Harold then followed suit, completely losing control as he abruptly moved forward and delivered a solid punch to BRyson's jaw, sending him wobbling.

Uncle Harold uttered afterward, "Elena's mother chose you to be her husband, but what did you do? You ruined her trust!"

Glenda rushedly held on to Bryson for support before she angrily looked back at Uncle Harply, remorselessly shouting, "Elena's mother is dead anyway. What's there to grieve over now?" Today's Bonus Offer