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she paused to catch her breath. "I have given so many chances to change her mind but she has remained adamant which automatically means she is daring me to do my worst. I am Morgana, the deadly Viper and Diane has stepped on my tail so she will be bitten and I will inject so much venom in her that it will only take a miracle for her to survive the bite," she said with an eerie tone. "Luna Morgana, please, don't hurt my sister. I cannot live without her," Melody said in a pleading tone as tears streamed down her face.

"Wait—I might have something that can make it a whole lot easier." "How?" "A spell. To change your shape and your scent. Not much, just enough to mess with their scans." I lifted an eyebrow. "A spell? Who casts one on me?" He was grinning. "Remember Old Magda?" "Oh no. Not her. The woman's insane." "She is not insane. She is a morals-unquestioning mystic herbalist," he told me. "She's insane," I told him. "Talented," he said . "Come on, before you wake up to your senses."

I began, my voice measured, controlled, “from a trusted source.” I paused, letting that sink in. “The nightmare…” I continued slowly, “the monster that has tormented this kingdom for years… the most feared black magician whose name is whispered in fear across every pack and kingdom…” A few people shifted in anticipation. Someone even swallowed audibly. “Morgana…” You could feel it. The name alone was enough to change the air. “…is not a woman.” That did it. Gasps. Sharp, disbelieving murmurs. Chairs scraping as people leaned forward muttering all at once.

Alistair’s head snaps up and he sees me, sees us, and the relief and shame that cross his face are almost worse than watching him beg. Morgana turns, her expression shifting from maternal to furious in an instant. “You made it through the labyrinth,” she says, and she actually sounds impressed. “I underestimated you. I won’t make that mistake twice.” She snaps her fingers and the children scream, all five of them at once, their small bodies convulsing as dark magic floods into them. “Stop!” I scream, but Morgana just smiles. “I’m done playing games,” she says. “I’m done being patient. You want your children? Come and take them.”

' Look from her fellow. "Well, the Light is here, the reborn is here, the end battle is near, I can feel it, I don't know if you can but I can and it doesn't seem good, right from when she entered Wales, I'm afraid we have to act very fast. But goodness she hasn't gained her full strength yet, so we can strike right before she is filled" She said assuring them she knew the reason she was called and was messing around with them. "That was why we sent for you, we all can feel it too. What about the four supposed elvers?"

He explains. "Right.." I say shifting on my feet nervously. I'm about to ask him another question when my wolf suddenly starts howling inside of me and I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and my head and everywhere. 'Wolfsbane!!' Morgan exclaims from inside of me and I suddenly feel disconnected from her. I feel a sensation like she's slipping away from me but I can still faintly feel her. "Morgana?" Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore.

"I am M-" "Morgana Araton, and you are fucking incredible."

Twelve warriors, Kael beside me, Marcus on my other side, Reyna behind with her hand on her weapon. The woman standing at the territory’s edge was not what I’d built in my imagination. I’d been imagining Vivian — that precise, managed quality, the clinical distance. Same generation, same training, the same twenty years of building toward something. Morgana was nothing like Vivian. She was older, that was visible — mid-sixties, perhaps, with white hair that hadn’t been managed toward youth and silver-gray eyes that held the accumulated experience of someone who had seen a great many things and had stopped being surprised by most of them. Tall, elegant in the way of someone whose bearing was a

What the fuck did I miss? “Brother, we don’t have time to go thru the entire story again. The dragon council has oracles as slaves. They informed the council that Morgana’s future child, Liza, would destroy the council. She was magically made to appear as a human child after mother swapped the babies as her last promise to Rosalynn. Morgana just unlocked her magic, that’s why she seems different.”

No one laughed because this wasn’t something to joke about. Morgana recovered first. Her lips curled into something between a smile and a snarl. “So… it’s true.” Zoe slowly turned her head toward her. “You wanted me,” Zoe said calmly. “Now you have me.” The air tightened instantly. Morgana stepped forward, her mist curling around her like a living thing. “I wanted the real you,” she said. “Not the diluted version.” Zoe tilted her head slightly. “And now that you see her?” Morgana’s eyes gleamed. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you.”