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The Abandoned Lycan Queen 22 Chapter 22 25 BONUS 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 sbeside 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 tI 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 sof 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 atbefore 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 toldabout 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 sChapter 22 level as me.

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 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?"

"I can't believe that shrew ex of yours actually went to the king! What was she thinking?" She pointed at the palace with a scornful look on her кё face. "Did she want to earn points with the king, huh? She's dreaming!" she pointed out. "Stop! What do you think were you thinking asking to be a commander back there? And your actions! You were talking with the King! Look, you angered him!" I scolded.

She's right, though. I don't know how Elena learned about the Withered Hinterland threat or what her plan was when she cto the king.

If she had sintel, she should have ctofirst. The king om would unquestionably believe me, NO and the issue wouldn't have escalated this far because the King would take action in an instant! When I jolted back from my thoughts, I saw Glenda glaring at me. "What's your problem? Is it because of Elena? You've been so distant to me? What, do you regret breaking up with her?" "What are you talking about?" I asked.

I was talking about her attitude towards the King earlier. How did things jump to Elena's matter? "I don't care about Elena, okay? She's history!" I pointed out.

I thought that would make her feel better, but she only sneered in disbelief.

Chapter 22 She took a step closer to me, lookedseriously in the eye and poked my chest with a finger. "Listen. To me, marrying is the biggest blessing in your life. In no time, I'll help you get more honors from the Kingdom, which that shrew will never be able to give you!" "I..." she interruptedbefore I could speak.

"Just you wait! I'll make you stop thinking of that woman and win this battle!" Then, something in her eyes glinted.