h4Chapter 747: 747-The Rejection Of The Evil Luna/h4

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    "So I have to wait for Urs to get a second chance mate? But she’s marrying my husband. She’s going to date him. Now what?" Darcy almost yelled on the phone, losing her temper.

    "There is another way, but it will be the hard way for you to get rid of the misfortune and surpass the death of your children," thedy said, making Darcy roll her eyes and sit down tiredly.

    "I’m so tired of all these rituals and everything, and now my entire world is falling apart," Darcyined. "But tell me, do tell me what it is. Now that I’m already losing my husband, I don’t want to lose my children," Darcy added.

    "If Urs cannot carry another child for the sacrifice, then you will have to either sacrifice all your sons’ mates or their first children. But they must be born and not taken out by force from the womb," the grey woman said, making Darcy nod.

    "All my sons’ mates or their firstborn babies," she repeated. "That will be so hard," Darcy said.

    "It will be. But I am seeing something in the future. A mistake the Moon Goddess thought she was making just to punish you. That same mistake cane in handy for you. There will be one mutual mate of all your sons. So it will be a lot easier for you to kill that one mate after she gives birth to her first children, or kill her baby. But the baby has to be from all of your sons," the gray woman said, pronouncing every word slowly and carefully so that Darcy engraves it in her memory.

    "Got it. But that will take too long. I will have to wait so long for that to happen. What will be of my children and me?" she asked the grave woman.

    "I’m sorry, Darcy, but until then your children will suffer. I will let you know, piece by piece, whenever their curse bes intense, how to slow it down. But in the end, they will die if you don’t do what I’m telling you." The gray woman warned her of going against her.

    "Correct. I will just do it." Darcy nodded her head tiredly.

    "Also, Darcy, there’s one big problem," the gray woman added.

    "Now what?" Darcy asked, sounding exhausted.

    "One of your sons will start to forget, and he will eventually turn into an animal in human skin. But the curse won’t stop there. His memory will fade so badly that one day he will forget he needs to breathe to live. And that one in particr, I don’t see him in the future with you standing tall when the curse is finally over. He is not in the future,"

    The woman’s words stunned Darcy. She began to frantically pace around the room.

    "Which one is it? And why? Why would that happen?" she began to chew on her nails anxiously.

    "I cannot tell you this right now, but you will find out soon. That one in particr has very bad energy attached to him. A very evil soul. And that soul is sucking the life out of him. So once the curse intensifies for thest time, even though the others will survive, he might not. Not in this world. This world and everything in it will start to be poison for him for a few hours when the curse will be released in the air," she finished.

    Darcy sat on the bed, her body still, tears forming in her eyes.

    "I don’t want to lose any of my children," she uttered.

    "I just hope we will find a way by then," the woman said.

    After they ended the call, Darcy picked up her phone to call Larry and let him know what was going on.

    "I can’t believe he is cheating on you," Larry said.

    Darcy began to sniffle and wipe her tears.

    "That bitch came back just to punish me. I’m suffering so much because of her. But I will stay here. I’ll make sure I ruin their every happiness. And even if I have to kill her, I will kill her," Darcy said determinedly.

    "Remember, Larry, how I killed the holy mother? I want to do the same to Urs. I want to get her out of the way," she stated, not realizing someone else had arrived and heard her talk about how she had killed the poor woman.

    "You killed the holy mother?" Lord McQuoid gasped, and Darcy got up from the bed, terror visible in her eyes.

    "How could you have done that? She was like a mother to me," Lord McQuoid started to scream.

    Larry heard it and began preparing his warriors and a car to fetch Darcy before Lord McQuoid hurt her for killing someone.

    "She was bing a problem. She was filling your ears with nonsense, and you were listening to her like every word she said was the word of the Moon Goddess."

    Darcy began to panic. Her husband had already fallen out of love with her. But he was still going to stay with her out of the goodness of his heart and because she was the mother of his children. But this truth would change everything. This truth made him see that she was too scary to be around Urs, his children, or anybody else.

    "You know what, Darcy? You’re evil. I don’t want you around me and my children anymore," Lord McQuoid yelled. Darcy began to shake her head.

    "Well, you cannot punish me for it. She was a rogue. There is no rule about rogues getting killed," Darcy hissed, making Lord McQuoid shake his head. He realized how messed up she was.

    "Well then, I’ll punish you in my own way," he stated. "I, McQuoid, Arrow McQuoid, reject you as my mate and my wife, and I forbid you from ever seeing my children again."

    He yelled at her, making her gasp and cover her mouth.

    "No, no, no, you cannot reject me," she began to cry almost instantly.

    But McQuoid had made up his mind. He was done with her. No matter how much she cried and yelled that day, he did not listen to her.

    Eventually, he locked Urs and the children inside one room until Darcy was fetched by Larry.

    She told him she woulde for her children, and she did with the council.

    The council sat the children down, and they did not even want to go with their mother. Even the thought of being alone with her made them freak out.

    Maximus Kaye would start crying and panicking. Emmet waspletely distant from his mother. And Norman, being the oldest, was able to confidently tell the council how their mother had been torturing them and how bad of a woman she was.

    With that being said, the council demanded Darcy ept the rejection and leave.

    So she returned to her pack and regained her crown.