The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 486

122 - Elara

Rubber. My whole body feels like rubber. I don’t know how to fight this witch when I can’t get close enough. Juliette is here with me though.The relief that washed over me when she showed up, I was ready to cry. But, of course, Eliza had other plans and the little witch and I have been playing dodge-the-curse for way too long.

The earth has been helpful, shooting up roots and clods of dirt to deflect some of the spells, but even the Rift has to be getting tired. I don’t know how Eliza is still going, maybe being on offense is less tiring than defense. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions.

A blue pop of light startles me out of my thoughts.

“I want the key! Give it up, wolf!” I can taste her frustration on the air.

“You keep saying that, but it hasn’t changed the fact that I don’t know what the f*ck you are talking about.” Maybe she’ll slow down if I maintain the broken record.

I feel the ground rumble under my feet as a pink light explodes from the ground. A blast of wind shoves me from my hiding spot before the light can touch me.

“Thanks.” I whisper to Juliette. Her hands are still splayed, palms facing me. “How did you learn all of this?” I whisper. I should be paying attention to Eliza, but so far she hasn’t aimed to kill me. She wants whatever this key thing is, so I might as well get some information. “You’re a Chaos witch too, right? Who taught you?”

She leans against a massive tree root that bowed up to shield us, breathing heavy. “My dad started to teach me. Chaos magic is tricky…umph,” She jostles forward as dirt chunks rain down on us. “See, it’s driven by emotion.”

“You don’t say?!” I interrupt sarcastically, then I take a breath and remind myself, she isn’t being patronizing. “Sorry, keep going.”

Smiling, all shyness and timidity gone, “That’s it though. We have access to all the different types of magic. But, because it is affected by emotions, Chaos witches start training later than others. A lot of times, magic is suppressed during teenage years so someone doesn’t accidentally get hurt during a hormonal outburst.” She raises her eyebrow. “My dad said it’s the balance to having all of that power. We get our gift later and have to train longer to master it.

“I thought hormonal, hot tempered teen wolves were bad.” I joke. “So what do we do? Her spells aren’t landing, but she isn’t slowing down either.” A droplet of water hits my face and I look to the sky. Another and another hit as I notice a cloud above us. Then stinging; burning; tiny needles pierce my skin with each drop. I hiss as I hear Juliette screech. She feels it too.

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