Bryson’s POV
Elena… Regret?
Seeing what Glenda had come to be, regret was an understatement of what I feel for losing her. And by the look of it, as much as everyone was silent, everyone in the pack felt the impact of losing her.
Nodding her head with sarcasticness, Glenda continued, “Well, good luck with that! Just so you know, none of this is my fault. You’re simply choking on the consequences of the choices you’ve made!”
My mother’s breathing escalated, and she clenched her chest. She looked at Glenda with wide eyes and pursed lips.
“Watch your mouth!” I scolded in a low but dangerous voice as my patience finally snapped.
“What? All I said is true–”
Before Glenda could continue, I stood between her and my mom and, without hesitation, slapped her face hard.
From the impact of my
