Chapter 69

Chapter 70

Elena’s POV

“What justice are you on about?” Bryson continued to ask, but I only let out a smirk and walked away.

Someone as dense and lacking in common sense as he didn’t deserve my attention. Besides, sooner or later, he’d know the truth by himself. Being in the dark for now probably was his best torture.

“I’m not done talking yet! Don’t turn your back on me!” Bryson demanded, making me halt as my blood boiled in

anger.

Who the fuck did he think he was?

Turning back to face him, I was ready to smack the life out of him when Prince Deacon suddenly arrived and stood between us.

“Prince Deacon Both Bryson and I greeted him simultaneously and stopped our conversation,

A slight smile formed on my lips when Prince Deacon didn’t even acknowledge him and turned his back from his, facing me.

“Elena, take your team and come with me,” he firmly stated before he looked back at Bryson’s lace with annoyance, adding, “Bring Bryson, too. We’ve got work to do p>

I nodded my head and walked past him, entering the camp tent again, not minding the victorious smile that was now plastered on Bryson’s face.

“Everyone, gear up p>

Upon hearing me, everyone moved with agility and picked up their weapons as they went out one after another, lining up properly into their positions.

Prince Deacon and I stood in front, walking dominantly with Bryson a step behind

us.

While in the middle of the walk toward the forest, I looked at Prince Deacon and asked him since I was still clueless. “What’s the plan? Or is this another one of your ‘figure it out as we go’ strategies p>

Not that I was scared because I knew he wouldn’t lead us astray, but it would still be nice to know what the plan

was.

But instead of answering me, he only gave me a meaningful look and smirked. “You know me too well, Elena. But trust me, you’ll want to be there for this p>

I stared at him and looked into his eyes, which were full of so much sincerity that I could only nod.

However, our stares were cut off when heavy and fast footsteps approached us. I immediately rolled my eyes, already knowing who it was.

Bryson caught up with us with a mix of frustration and curiosity.

He looked between me and Prince Deacon while taking heavy breaths before asking desperately, “Are we going to rescue Glenda? We don’t have time for games if she’s still alive p>

Bryson was even looking at Prince Deacon so intently like he was begging and so helpless.

Prince Deacon, however, didn’t answer him. Instead, he halted from walking and calmly looked at Bryson as he said, “You should focus on the mission instead of worrying about someone who’s caused more problems than she’s worth p>

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Chapter 70

Bryon’s face flushed with anger but he suppressed it and took a step back.

Unfortunately, Prince Deacon wasn’t done sprinkling salt to his wound yet. Because instead of walking again, he shifted his eyes on me.

Bryson followed his gaze, but Prince Daecon’s next words surprised both of us.

“You made a great decision on getting a divorce p>

I pursed my lips and withhold my laughter as I followed Prince Deacon who started walking again as if he said nothing. Looking back, I small snicker from me still mange to escape when I saw Bryson’s face that had turned red from humiliation.

We were already a few feet away when Bryson ran after us again. Though gritted teeth, he angrily asked, “How can you say that? She’s a warrior-she’s one of us p>

Prince Deacon took a sharp hale and glanced sideways at Bryson, replying in a stern and cold tone, “And you think that excuses her actions? She’s the reason we’re in this mess to begin with p>

I bit the inside of my cheek and kept silent, refraining from smirking or laughing upon seeing Bryson in fumes. After that, we continued to walk in silence as we went deeper into the forest. Since the sun had already set and the forest were becoming filed with more and more trees, it became even more dark as the moonlight was covered.

Fortunately, we were werewolves and our vision were more heightened that normal beings. But that also meant that we had to use more of our energy to activate our werewolf senses.

Finally, Prince Deacon stopped and I found that we had arrived. We were in the middle of the forest and unlike the path we took, it was empty and the moonlight perfectly shone in there, giving us light.

At first there was no one there, but then with a single sniff in the air we all became alerted upon smelling numerous Rogues and other werewolves nearby.

My eyes narrowed when I glanced at Prince Deacon who remained relaxed. “What’s happening p>

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