Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha-Chapter 416: Morga Sensed Inez.

Suspicion was a deadly thing, and so were the questioning gazes of the countless pack members.

Inez noticed how Fenric, Morrineth, and Ally were sitting in the corner of the RV discussing something, and she had a feeling that those three were talking about her. She noticed their furtive glances quite easily, having lived in the scrutiny of the packmates of the Venus pack.

Matt noticed it as well.

"Okay," he muttered, leaning back in his seat. "So hypothetically, as it is indeed not happening at the moment, if people start getting suspicious of you and start wondering if you are dangerous. What are you supposed to do?"

He turned the steering wheel to the side and questioned, "I mean, should I believe that it is my fault?"

"Partially yes. I mean, why did you save their lives? It would have been better if you had hidden your skills and watched everyone die," snorted Inez as she crossed her arms and stared at the front. Her brows were scrunched up in annoyance when she thought about how they had placed themselves in danger and risked their lives to save the lives of these people, only for them to gossip about them right in their faces.

Fenric turned his gaze away when he heard the two of them speak. He didn't continue the conversation any further, and neither did Ally and Morrineth. However, while Fenric and Ally were filled with a hint of guilt, Morrineth didn't seem to have it. She was eyeing Inez with an unreadable expression on her face.

Selene glanced at the three and stated in a harsh, cold voice, "Lycans might be known for their great lying skills, but we are also known for our loyalty. If someone saves our life, we are supposed to repay them with kindness and trust, not deception and mockery."

This time around, Morrineth had no choice but to look away, for even she couldn't continue staring at Inez after listening to Selene's words.

Huffing, Selene turned to look at Inez and smiled at her softly. She reached out and took Inez's hand into hers and softly caressed her palm.

"You are leaking," she told her.

Inez stilled and turned to look at her in horror. She looked down at her feet and hands to find the wound that was leaking.

"Not blood," Selene added in a calm voice. "You are leaking resonance. The ocean's presence being so close to you is making you a bit more exposed and out of control."

Inez exhaled in relief when she realised that she was not bleeding. She then turned to look at Selene and calmly whispered, "You are not supposed to sense that."

Selene raised her head and met Inez's gaze head-on. She said to her, "I was poisoned because I was not on my guard, Inez. I have learnt better than to let things go with the flow. Now nothing goes amiss from my eyes."

She turned to look at the ocean that was raging violently and said to Inez, "Look at how the world is bending just because you are hurt, Inez. I am afraid that the entire city will be submerged if something were to happen to you." She paused and added, "But the ocean might have to wait because my brother would most likely burn the city down."

Hearing her remark, Inez laughed softly. "You have to be kidding me."

"I am not." Selene curled her lips onto one side. "And if you really think that I am joking, then bless your heart. So, you'd better keep yourself safe, Inez or else this city will be just as safe as my legs were once."

Matt burst out laughing when he heard Selene's remark. He glanced at the woman and was about to say something, but heard her say, "You too. Control that magic of yours; it's going haywire."

All of a sudden, the laughter turned into a coughing fit, and Matt's face turned red due to the constant coughing. He refused at once, "I have no idea what you are saying." But he did restrain the leaking magic the next second.

Behind them, eyes were still turning. Questions were still forming.

And far away from the forest, inside a mansion where magic was rotting instead of blooming, sat a witch near the sacrificial altar. As the candles in her sanctum exploded, sending wax flying and splattering all over the stone floor, and the wards shut off one after another, Morga screamed out loud in pain.

She raised her hands and clutched her face that had turned red hot due to the sudden loss of her mana.

"Hah, hah," breathing heavily, Morga pulled her fingers off her eyes and looked at the shattered wards that had lost all of their potency.

"No," she whispered, with each syllable filled with nothing but disbelief. "This is impossible. How…how can this be even possible?"

She could hear the soft humming in the air. It was faint, but there was no denying the ancient magic that it was carrying within it. A resonance that she had not felt for years. A magic that disappeared the very day that man walked away, leaving nothing behind. A maniacal glint flashed in her eyes as she dug her nails into her skin.

"...so you were alive all along." She breathed. "You are alive."

Memories surged in her heart like boiling hot magma, poisoning every inch of her skin. Those golden eyes that glowed beneath the moonlight, a voice that could command oceans and kings alike. The man she had loved. The man who was destined to be hers. The siren king.

And the echo that had now awakened—

"That girl is still alive," Morga whispered, her nails digging into her skin as hatred seeped and oozed from her skin. "How can that girl still be alive? I swore I did everything to get her killed…how…how can that girl still be alive? After what I have made her go through?"

Her obsession instantly turned into a surge of murderous intent.

"If that girl truly awakens her powers…" she hissed as Morga slowly got to her feet. "Then she will become a liability for me and everyone else."

The shadows started to hiss back as they slowly slithered over to where she was standing; they curled around her feet and ankles. Tugging and pulling as if they were determined to drown her along with them. Morga slowly walked over to the mirror that was sitting in the corner of her room. When she arrived in front of the mirror, her eyes flickered as her gaze fell on the reflection in the mirror.

Inside the mirror stood a woman. But neither did she have the beauty of the witch that stood in front of the mirror. No, her face was twisted, and her eyes were hollowed out, leaving nothing but two shrunken pits. Her body was wrinkled and old, no longer resembling a human structure but something more terrifying.

"Look at what you have done to me," Morga whispered. "Because of you, I have reduced myself to this point and yet you still saved that girl!" She raised her hands and smashed them on the glass of the mirror, feeling resentful. Why not her? Why won't he love her?

The glass didn't break, but blood did seep out of her skin, as she had tried to break an enchanted magic object. One that had been blessed by the goddess of magic. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"I am coming," Morga promised the humming in the air; she could still hear the song that was vibrating through the distance. "And this time you will not be able to stop me."

Her eyes were filled with a hint of twisted obsession that made her look even more unhinged.

**

"Uh oh."

Tracy paused mid-step, making the stairs underneath her groan even harder, and the stairs were not the only thing that groaned. The men behind her who bumped into one another because she suddenly paused also groaned in pain.

"What are you doing?" Dominic questioned. He raised his head and glared at the woman who had suddenly stopped between the stairs. First, she dragged them to this abnormal hotel, and instead of letting them rest, she asked them to look around, as their rooms were on the topmost floor of this shitty hotel, where there was not a single elevator. Why were they even open if they didn't have an elevator? Were they trying to train their calves?

He did not need it. Please and thank you. He walked and ran enough.

"It's nothing," said Tracy with a frown on her lips. It seemed like she should not have left Inez alone. Her powers were leaking terribly. Like a small container trying to stifle a lot of steam within itself. However, the container didn't have the skills or the capacity to control that steam, causing small ruptures. She turned to look at the five men who were staring at her with some resentment and snapped, "What? Don't act like that; the little bump caused your faces to be rearranged and even if it had, it would only help you idiots. You all are in serious need of that; do you know that?"