Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Chapter 239 The New Star Rises

Freya’s POV

The forest pulsed with eerie silence as we approached the clearing. No birds sang, no insects chirped—nature itself seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of the coming battle. Silvano moved with lethal grace beside me, his body coiled with tension. Behind us, a contingent of our most elite warriors spread in formation, led by his father, Alpha Leo.

"The thermal readings confirm it," I whispered, checking the tablet displaying feeds from my Artemis system. "The real Morgana is positioned at the center altar. The others are magical constructs—powerful, but not flesh and blood."

Victoria stepped forward. "She’s channeling dark energy from the ley lines."

"Can you counter it?" Silvano asked his mother, his hand never leaving the small of my back, the mate bond between us humming with protective energy.

Victoria’s smile was grim. "I was containing your curse for months, my son. This witch’s power is familiar to me now."

Alpha Leo, a formidable figure with silver streaking his dark hair, squeezed his mate’s shoulder. "Don’t overextend yourself, my love."

Selene stirred restlessly within me. *She smells of death and decay. She wants our cub.*

I tamped down the primal rage that threatened to overcome me at the thought of Morgana targeting Isabella. My daughter was safely hidden in the pack’s emergency bunker, surrounded by guards and protected by layers of my own security tech and Victoria’s fairy wards.

"Remember the plan," Silvano addressed the warriors, his voice carrying the unmistakable weight of Alpha command. "The illusions will feel and look real, but they cannot inflict lasting damage. Focus on the center altar—the redhead with the black flame aura is our target."

I checked my modified stun gun—enhanced with crushed rowan berries and silver nitrate, designed specifically to disrupt witch magic. Not lethal, but it would buy us precious seconds if needed.

"She’s starting," Victoria warned, her eyes widening as the ground beneath our feet trembled.

The clearing ahead suddenly erupted with ethereal light as multiple versions of Morgana materialized, each with identical flowing red hair and hands wreathed in black flame. Their voices rose in unison, chanting words that made my ears ache and Selene whimper in discomfort.

"NOW!" Silvano roared.

Our forces split into coordinated teams, rushing the clearing from multiple angles. The illusion Morganas reacted instantly, hurling balls of black flame that singed fur and flesh.

"How fitting you’ll die together!"she snarled when she spotted Victoria and Moretti charging toward her.

Victoria’s hands glowed with pure white light, a stark contrast to Morgana’s corrupted black flames. "Your quarrel is with me, Morgana. These are my children you’ve targeted."

"Marcus was everything to me!" Morgana screamed, black energy crackling around her like lightning. "You helped kill him! Now you’ll know what it feels like to watch your loved ones suffer!"

The name hit me like a physical blow. Marcus Grimwood—the notorious rogue Alpha who had terrorized multiple packs years ago before being taken down by a coalition led by Alpha Leo and Luna Victoria.

"Marcus was a monster who slaughtered innocent wolves," Alpha Leo growled, his massive black form advancing on Morgana. "Is that the legacy you honor? Murder and vengeance?"

"He was visionary!" Morgana shrieked, her power flaring. "And Isabella’s blood will resurrect him!"

Understanding dawned with horrifying clarity—she needed Isabella’s blood, the perfect blend of wolf and fairy legacy.

I locked eyes with Silvano across the battlefield, our bond transmitting thoughts faster than words could. *She wants our daughter as a sacrifice.*

The knowledge unleashed something primal in both of us. Silvano’s roar shook the trees as he charged forward, dispatching two illusions with brutal efficiency. I fired my modified stun gun at a third illusion blocking my path.

Victoria was engaged in what looked like a direct magical duel with Morgana, streams of white light meeting black flame in spectacular collision.

"The altar!" Victoria called out. "Destroy the altar!"

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