Chapter 67 – LONG LIVE THE KING

AN AGONIZING yowl filled up the corners of the room. Eleand felt like his body exploded into bits. The internal injury started to be visible physically. But the time when he knew that death was inevitable, the bleeding in his nose stopped, even the skull wrecking head pain.

He gathered enough energy to crawl to his bed. Kharyn and Zenus assisted him this time.

Eleand looked at his hands. The shivering halted. His senses heightened as well, and he could feel the fluctuating power in his veins wanted to overflow. The damage in his body started to heal.

Those memories, it was his. He was finally free. Every question in his mind was answered about his true origin and his strong magic.

The Ancient King was back!

He, Eleand Altierra, was Airoh all along.

I’m sorry, my queen. I’m really sorry for remembering everything just now. He hardly closed his eyes, hoping the link between his mate would help to reach her.