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Morgan snorted, but when I nearly tripped over a protruding tree root, she quickly reached out to steady me. "Watch yourself, you fool," she said gruffly. "The rainforest is full of dangers." But I noticed that for the rest of the journey, she would subtly clear obstacles from my path. Those watching the trial began recording these details: 【Did you see? Morgan just drove away a venomous snake!】 【Morgana is quietly removing those sharp thorns as Serina passes!】 【They say they don't trust her, but their actions are protecting her!】

"I'm the mate of the Lycan King. I'm the mother of the most powerful child to ever exist. And I'm done with your bullshit." One final push. Everything I had left. The Void exploded. Just burst apart into a million pieces of shadow that dissolved into nothing. And Morgana, the real Morgana, not the Void, just the woman, fell from the center of it all. She hit the ground and didn't move. I dropped to my knees, completely exhausted. "Is she dead?" someone asked. Seraphina walked over to Morgana's body and checked for a pulse. "She's alive," she said. "Barely. But alive."

Zayn asked, arms crossed and a wry smile. “He’ll find me, don’t doubt that!" Morgana said with little hope. Zayn uncrossed his arms, got closer to her. Grabbing her wrist, he made her tremble with his touch, as if multiple volts went through her body. Staring into her eyes, he realized she felt it too. Morgana raised her head, tilting her nose. “If you try anything with me, anything at all, I’ll kill you!" “I don’t doubt it. Although the pin isn’t big, my arm hurts a lot. Come with me, let’s talk."

I could feel the darkness swirling inside me, but I held it back, refusing to let it consume me. “You’re wrong,” I said through gritted teeth, my blade clashing against hers one final time. “I’m stronger because I choose to fight.” Dark Seraphina’s eyes widened, but before she could react, I knocked her blade from her hand and pinned her to the ground, my blade poised at her throat. I had won. But just as I prepared to deliver the final blow, a cold, familiar voice echoed through the realm. “Well done, my child." Morgana’s voice sent a chill down my spine, and the air around us seemed to freeze. Slowly, I turned, and there she was—Morgana herself, standing in the shadows, her dark eyes gleam

[ELARA] “It’ll never stop bleeding,” Morgana repeats slowly, enunciating every word with a movement of her lips that seems to be casting a charm in itself. She gets to her feet and walks to me, swaying her hips as she tucks her black hair behind her ear. She appears cunningly beautiful for the first time. All this time I believed her to be mature—a woman who knew how to hide her intelligence. But now, in this moment, she shows a side of her that’s terrifyingly mesmerizing.

She was more nervous than usual, which she attributed to Arthur's presence. The lights in the club were turned off and the screen was turned on. A woman with long black hair down to her waist, olive skin, and natural makeup appeared on the screen. She was dressed only in a dark robe that made it seem as if she was wearing nothing else. Only a necklace with the large pendant of a bow adorned her neck. It was not only sensuality that was present in her, but elegance as well. And that was really what Morgana's message was. The simple could be elegant as well.

She whisphered, smiling like a maniac. " Oh... If it can be stolen, it simply means it wasn't yours in the first place..." The Alpha King, seemingly oblivious to the tension, smiled at our interaction. Morgana downed her glass of wine before going back to her seat, her eyes burning through Damon. The Alpha King continued to speak after Morgana sat down, gesturing toward her. But the words were obviously meant as an introduction to me. “Morgana comes from a long line of healers and sorcerers. Her knowledge will be… beneficial to the pack.”

She said, pointing at the young man who stood by her right side with an expression on his face that was close to a smile. "Actually, we have," Rya answered from the side, her voice cold and sharp. Her eyes narrowed towards Lucien, intensely fixed on him, as though it was a stare contest before the other yielded and looked away. "I know why you're here," Morgana's voice grew cold, her countenance changed. Her once smiley face had turned straight, and her lips were pressed into a thin line. "I've heard about the void. And yes, we have been losing some of our people... strangely..."

He let out a low, menacing growl and accelerated his pace, his thrusts becoming frantic and violent. His body fighting a war against the hallucination. He claims her body over and over, his mind screaming not to stop, his body craves the very poison that he believes was destroying him. He comes with a guttural, agonized cry, spilling his seed deep inside her once more. Morgana passes out the second time. ~~~ Hours later, when she regains consciousness. She slowly lifts her heavy hand to her stomach, her trembling fingers tracing slowly. ‘My baby, Mother will save you.’

Simon's alleged mate; Morgana. I wondered where she had come from . "Help!." I cried pushing my hands out to both of them . They both laughed. It dawned on me, Amelia had tricked me. Morgana belonged to the winter light pack. They controlled the weather , as well as snow . They all had white hairs like Morgana's. The fragile ice was no accident. Morgana had placed me here intentionally. Lifting her two fingers, she whispered something inaudible into her hands and pointed them at the freezing water. The water grew three times chillier than it already was. "Please!." I cried, stretching my hands towards them.