Chapter 159. Old Pack Ways

Jannaq's hand moved over Demarion again and then Aakifahlynn. "Oh, Goddess, it's gone, Emperor Demarion, there is no trace of the one who cursed you anymore, no trace of her magic whatsoever." 

"Really?" It was Aakifahlynn who eagerly asked. "Then what does this mean?"

While Demarion stood there, speechless, the words had not yet fully sunk in as he wrapped his mind around the possibilities, feeling a mix of relief and lingering doubt that kept him emotionally tethered to the moment.

"Taisiya must have been the last of her bloodline, you know how we were wondering how the curse continued throughout time, even after the death of the one who cursed you?"

Demarion slowly nodded, still in some type of shock, "And I explained the only way that was possible was if she tethered the spell to her bloodline, which was genius of her to ensure your suffering even after she died, the curse would continue as long as their bloodline thrived."

"Oh Goddess, it must be tru