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.

powerful, but with 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

couldn’t do

was the case, Tracy 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 out of thin air from the ground, sending a gust of

ignorance and staying away from the world

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

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

Another spell, another disappointment.

to all the love nonsense that had filled her head. How could she forget something so important? Was the rejection so hard that it addled what

she stared at Tracy. Morga

should I be weak? Just because I am no longer the favourite of the gods or because I turned my back on them?" Tracy curled her lips and looked at the carnage that she had brought on. A part of her knew that the gods wouldn’t be

"You are a fool, Morga. I never – not once – showed any kind of weakness. From

giving her what one would call the crazy look. "It should have been impossible. You are no longer the favourite of the

drawn on the floor, her eyes 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; it should have killed anyone by sucking up

she didn’t even feel it. Now that she had found out that the magic

never use her magic or spells that required channelling her inner mana. A fool who reached for the sky – that was what she was.