Chapter 189. Piece Of My Memories

Althea bit the inside of her cheek, trying to steady the wave rising in her chest. Seeing the familiar handwriting of her mother, warmth washed through her so suddenly it almost hurt.

Zander gently lifted another stack of manuscripts — thicker, older, bound in deep blue paper marked with the Ivanov sigil.

“These are the ancient records of our clan,” he said quietly. “Amon protected them his entire life. He said they would prove we were never the traitors the Cross Clan accused us of being.”

Althea tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. Her heart felt too heavy while staring at her mother’s journal. She turned another page, eager to read more...

‘Twenty-five years ago, everything began to fall apart inside House of Aetherion. None of us saw the betrayal coming. The Cross Clan turned the continent against us. They forced lies upon the people, branding us as wielders of forbidden magic.

Your father, Atlas, fought beside your uncle Salem and