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.

a sorry excuse for power dominance. If not for those snakes carrying deadly diseases, she would have fallen to

she couldn’t do

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 out of thin air from the ground, sending a gust of poisonous gas around. A few snakes did manage to escape, but

She must have thought that all these years of ignorance

more spells in Tracy’s direction. They all fail, spectacularly

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; that was what the goddess of magic told her the last time the two of them had a decent conversation, without her barging out

Another spell, another disappointment.

hazy due to all the love nonsense that had filled

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 well made the wrong judgment, like this was the first time she

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

head. "You are a fool, Morga. I never – not once – showed any kind of weakness. From the second I stepped in here. In your territory, you knew that I

been impossible. You are no longer the favourite of the gods; the goddess of magic has cast you out... your

draw this array. Innocent babies! The dark magic infused in this array should have ruined you;

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 great effect, Tracy

then again... Morga had always been 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