The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 212

212 A predictable spirit

212 A predictable spirit

“You scare me so much these days.” Exhaling, Esmeralda tightened her hold on her mystic bow.

Ophelia stared, pressing her lips into a guilty smile. “All of it came as a surprise. I could not predict Alina.. I foolishly fell into her trap.”

“She behaved exactly like Alexander?” Esmeralda was curious.

“Yes, but with distinct objectives. Alexander wished for the prosperity of Celestia. Alina simply wants to hold onto her position of authority. She claimed to be losing her abilities.” Ophelia replied glumly, her eyes fixed on the snow–covered ground. The longer she stood using Esmeralda as a support, the more she began to regain her balance.

“It is only natural. You are the Luna now.” Esmeralda furrowed her brow. “I

believe I should return home.”

“How come?” Ophelia gave her a sharp look. “Why?”

Esmeralda tightened her hold on her bow, lowering her head. “My magic is becoming more powerful, and it began when I used your mystic weapon. I am not sure if this is good or bad, but I do know that I need assistance.”

“Oh.” Ophelia turned back to the earth. “You need guidance.”

“Light magic is more effective during the day and dark magic is more effective at night. The problem is that I tend to use my strength and abilities at random, but using your mystic weapon altered me and gave me the capacity to channel magic anytime. It is beyond my control.”

“You have good cause to return. Please do not let me stand in your way.” Ophelia held back a grin.

“We are connected, Lia. I also have to retrieve the moonstone. Who knows?

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Maybe if I just snap my fingers, I could use it as the key to destroy my enemies.” Esmeralda laughed, watching as a grey mist materialized around her bow. She could not help but sigh as it took on an amber glow that swirled around her wrist before disappearing.

“You are one of the strongest beings I know, Esmeralda.” Ophelia spoke very solemnly. However, the smile on her face caused her emotions to differ from that tone.

“I.. yes.” Esmeralda stiffened in shock at those words that hit her directly.

“You developed and trained yourself to get to this point. You can easily train yourself to control your abilities.” Ophelia stepped back from her, maintaining a solid stance.

“Tell me.” Her smile growing, she put her hand on her shoulder. Esmeralda gave her a wide–eyed look. “You would never want to leave. Not while you are aiming to return to Esteria as the most powerful fairy ever. Let your name be known to all in order to ascend to the throne.”

At those words, Esmeralda blinked, her face expressionless. But Ophelia only grinned more and leaped away from her, just in time to see a massive arrow covered in grey mist slam into the ground right where she had been standing a second before.

“Ha!” She screamed, amazed at how violently the earth broke. “I had a feeling.”

The mist whirled around Esmeralda, who appeared to be ready for murder, and disappeared along with the arrow.

“What has that spirit done to you?” Ophelia questioned as her dagger materialized in her hand and quickly changed into a blazing sword. This

was her chance to warm up. She had no intention of hurting her best friend, but Esmeralda was a fierce fighter.

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“Take her life and leave nothing behind if she discovers. Take her life and leave nothing behind if she discovers. Take her life and leave nothing behind if she discovers.” Twisting her head slightly, Esmeralda chanted.

Ophelia shook her head, as though she was anticipating those remarks. “Predictable for an evil spirit.” She then walked over to Esmeralda. And as she did, golden fire shot out of her body, circling around her until the chill left her being, causing her to exhale in relief.

Unfortunately, Esmeralda did not let her relax. Her stunning translucent amber wings shot out of her back. And she shot forward, slamming her mystic bow against her flaming sword, which was acting as a shield.

Her amber eyes had an ethereal, bright glow. And It only served to confirm her claims about her magic, which made Ophelia nervous.

“Take her life and leave nothing behind if she discovers.” Esmeralda muttered, her eyes narrowing and her strength against Ophelia growing.

“Be quiet!” Having had enough of those remarks, Ophelia lost her temper. She made a stronger push, but Esmeralda did not give up.

Instantly, the snow beneath their feet melted, revealing a clear surface that eventually cracked and shattered like a glass being struck. Likewise, the wind whipped around them mercilessly, intensifying the impact.

Promptly, Ophelia drew back, switching her sword. She gripped the blazing steel tightly, intending to strike Esmeralda hard enough to knock her

unconscious.

Out of the blue, Esmeralda’s hand suddenly held an arrow that was headed straight for Ophelia’s stomach.

“Enough.” Suddenly, a dull mutter burst forth, and Rhaziel emerged behind Esmeralda. He grabbed her hair roughly, causing her to scream aloud.

Startled by his appearance, Ophelia retreated a step.

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As this was going on, Esmeralda tightened her hold on her arrow. She pushed back against Rhaziel, whose cheeks lit up at her action.

“Esme!” Now, Ophelia noticed, she had her arrow aimed directly at Rhaziel’s

neck.

Luckily Rhaziel grabbed her wrist, untangled her hair, and slapped the side of her neck, knocking her out cold.

He took her in his arms and gave her a serious look as the arrow disappeared.

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