The Regretful Alpha 33.2

Usher didn't know exactly what was happening to him. Everything felt like a dream, especially when he saw a man with a face identical to his own, as if looking in a mirror. Then suddenly a blue-golden light filled his room. The light was so blinding that he couldn't stand it. He fell unconscious. 

"Weird," Usher whispered as he got up from the floor. He stood up and rubbed his neck. "What just happened to me? Am I dreaming? But why..." 

The words fell from Usher's tongue. More than that, his footsteps stopped as well. He stood still for a moment. Then he looked down at his own feet. 

Usher was stunned, feeling a mixture of emotions. He could barely speak as he asked himself, "Am I healed? Why don't I feel weak at all?" 

Usher's legs were stable, unlike before. He could stand up straight and walk firmly, unlike yesterday when he had to hold on to something to walk. 

It didn't stop there. Usher checked other parts of his body as w