Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha novel Chapter 340

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 spell was supposed to be 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 to the ground and pretended to be hurt just for the sake of keeping the poor heart of the witch in front of her.

But she couldn’t do that.

Since that 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 poisonous gas around. A few snakes did manage to escape, but they too soon disappeared into a faint hiss, leaving only the echo of their hissing fit. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Morga’s eyes widened. Of course, they did. She must have thought that all these years of ignorance and staying away from the world of magic had weakened her. Just like her. How cute.

She hurled a few more spells in Tracy’s direction. They all fail, spectacularly so.

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

Another spell, another disappointment.

Seriously, Morga had to be a fool or maybe her head was too hazy due 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 little IQ she had?

Why did she even wear white?

She had to clean this all off, or else Inez was going to get worried about her. That girl was way too soft. "Maybe you should accept that even when I have lost all of my favour, you can never amount to anything. Even at my lowest, you can never meet up to my strength, Morga. It’s not that hard to accept."

The look of sheer outrage on her face was enough to make this trip worthwhile.

But she didn’t have any more time left in her hands; if she didn’t destroy this vessel, then Inez’s little lover would be dead, and that would be a bit problematic. That girl seemed to have gotten a bit fond of that little stupid mutt; if he died, then her powers were bound to become unfocused. That was the last thing she wanted to happen because Inez’s powers were too strong for her weak body to hold. They could never be allowed to go out of control, not at the moment when she didn’t even know how to control them.

Curse her father for that.

"You speak as if you are greater than me, but we both were cast off," she snarled. "You are still banished just like me, with rules and restraints holding you back."

Tracy stifled a choking fit of laughter. Oh dear.

"You are wrong about one thing. I didn’t get banished; I walked out on the gods, and they threw in those restraints on top of me because of a hissy fit," she corrected the little woman in front of her. Tilting her head to one side, she let her smile drop. "And I hope you will not do it again, Morga, because honestly, being called the same as you...who killed her own blood, makes me want to vomit."