Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 340: Murderer of Her Child

"I am no longer the same now, Tristana." The air crackled with a different kind of energy, but Tracy stayed where she stood. "I can take you on; the power balance has shifted."

Hearing her confident words, Tracy was genuinely bemused. She stood on the spot without moving while trying to process the information that had been dumped on her. At first she thought that Morga was joking, but one look at her face and she realised that she was not joking. She was freaking serious. She meant every word that she spoke. And what was even more shocking was that she had actually come to believe this nonsense.

The vessel she was using was not strong enough to hold the magic of greater capacity, and sacrificing the young and making them turn into amorphous had left her with barely a fourth of her strength. The magic inside her was dwindling, and she was this close to disappearing altogether, with the flickering magic like that of a small flame in the air.

Had she forgotten what true magic was supposed to feel like? Maybe she had, after tearing her soul apart into that many pieces, like some monster.

It had been too many years since the two of them had met. And she had been too blind to see the simplest thing with her blunt brain. As long as she could stay alive, Morga had never paid attention to anything else.

"It seems like you have finally lost a few cells in your brain," Tracy commented. "I hear that it can happen when you don’t pay attention to your diet. An old woman around your age should be taking supplements to boost your brain health. Omega-3 and the kind. There is nothing wrong with them. You should try them sometimes; maybe your IQ will get one last boost; if not, then we will have to admit that you are just not the brightest bulb on the street."

Morga paused in her confident stride, her expression twisted.

She clenched her fists, and the blood around her started to bubble; thousands of small snakes appeared and started to slither towards her like countless worms. It was a hideous sight. Honestly, if she were any more squirmy, Tracy would have jumped on the spot after seeing the disgusting sight in front of her.

All of the snakes hissed and lunged in her direction, spitting blood that could even meet the marble on the floor.

the meagre amount of magic that Morga had at the moment, the spell looked like a sorry excuse for power dominance. If not for those snakes carrying deadly diseases, she would have fallen to the ground

couldn’t do

sighed. Raising her hand, she muttered a spell in her mind, and a big green circle with five small ones appeared in the air. A loud explosion echoed in the room, and the snakes that were rushing toward her in a large wave of blood disappeared. Swallowed by the gnarled roots that appeared

thought that all these years of ignorance and staying away from the world of

few more spells in Tracy’s direction. They all

of staying cooped up in the dark corners had made her memories a bit fuzzy. Tracy, whose elemental magic was better than any other disciple of the goddess of magic, could defuse any kind of spell as long as the aether within it was alive. And since there was no magic that could be considered dead, even if it was dark, breaking the core of these spells was not hard. Causing disruption was, after all, her forte;

Another spell, another disappointment.

filled her head. How could she forget something so important? Was

can you still be so strong...?" she muttered under her breath, her eyes flickering with rage as she stared at Tracy. Morga seemed to be trying to understand how she could have ...She

and looked at the carnage that she had brought on. A part of her knew that the gods wouldn’t be too happy with her for creating such a strong disruption, but honestly... who cared? If they could turn a blind eye to the monstrosity that was happening around here, they

once – showed any kind of weakness. From the second I stepped in here.

"It should have been impossible. You are no longer the favourite of the gods; the goddess of magic has cast you out... your aether should have grown weak with time. How... how could

flickering. Licking her lips, Morga stated, "I used the blood of the innocents to draw this array. Innocent babies! The dark magic infused in this array should have ruined you;

Tracy was truly baffled. Honestly, it was not her fault. The magic was so feeble that she didn’t even feel it. Now that she had found out that the magic was supposed to have such a

mundane when it came to magic and spells. For her, it is always give and take; unless she sacrificed her own blood or someone else’s, she could never use her magic or spells that required channelling her inner mana. A fool who reached for the sky – that was what she was. True, she was quite skilled in creating chaos and using dark spells. But still a