Mated to Four Alphas-Chapter 208: Healing - 1

As soon as Krivan stepped out of the room, he suddenly vanished into the air like fog. Somewhere in the temple, there was a room that normal people were not allowed to enter.

Only the high priest could go there. In that room, a man was praying while sitting on his knees. Krivan appeared beside him.

That man had golden eyes and brown hair. He was wearing a white priest’s robe with a red tie. Even though he was old, he still looked handsome.

As soon as that man sensed Krivan’s appearance, he quickly opened his eyes and glanced at Krivan.

"You! What are you doing here? Can’t you see I was praying? You disturbed my prayer," the man said while standing up.

But the moment those words left his mouth, they made Krivan angry. Without saying anything, Krivan just raised his hand, and in a second, that man’s throat started to strangle.

Krivan didn’t even touch him—he was strangling the man with his powers, with his magic.

"You are not in a place to ask me what I’m doing here. Did you forget that? You are nothing but a weakling in front of me."

Krivan threw the man to the floor and stood there, glaring at him.

"I’m sorry, please forgive me."

"Mhm... But Liro, I want you to do something. There is someone you will have to kill. He just came here to get healed from black magic. I want you to perform more black magic on him instead of healing him. Do you understand? That man should not get out of here alive. Only his corpse should leave this temple. Got that?"

"Can I ask who that person is?" Liro asked while panting and touching his own throat.

"You’ll find him in the black room. So do your work cleverly. No one should be suspicious," Krivan ordered.

He quickly disappeared into the air, and now only Liro was there, gritting his teeth. His face was red, and his eyes were showing the rage flowing out of him like lava—and that rage was for Krivan.

In that rage, Liro kicked the chair near him. As his kick landed, the chair cracked into pieces.

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Meanwhile, in the room, Theron was still unconscious. Silas was sitting beside him, and Damon was standing near the bed, while Kara, Kael, and Lysander were near the door.

They were only waiting for the priest who was supposed to heal Theron, as Krivan said. But the priest wasn’t coming, even though it had been 20 minutes.

Just then, Krivan stepped into the room. Seeing him, Lysander’s eyes locked onto him. After coming in, Krivan went directly to Silas.

Silas didn’t notice Krivan had entered; he was only looking at Theron. But when he felt a touch on his shoulder, he turned around and saw Krivan standing there.

"I’ve informed the priest. He’ll be here any moment. Don’t worry. And, you’re looking pale right now. Are you alright, Silas? Why don’t we step out and take a walk?"

Silas was indeed worried about Theron, and now, instead of sending the priest, Krivan was just saying, let’s take a walk—the priest will be here soon.

Silas didn’t like Krivan’s suggestion at all, but he didn’t show it on his face because Theron was still in a condition where they needed the priest’s help.

"Van, I don’t want to take a walk right now, and I can’t leave Theron alone," Silas said.

He turned back again and continued looking at Theron while grabbing his hand, but seeing that, Krivan was not happy at all that Silas was touching Theron.

But this didn’t bother Damon, Kael, or Lysander. They were just calm even after seeing Silas touch Theron.

And just then, someone stepped into the room. As soon as that person entered, everyone realized it. The air became heavy.

Everyone turned toward the door and saw a man standing there. He didn’t look that old—a middle-aged man in a white robe.

Seeing that man, Silas realized he was the one Krivan had mentioned. Silas quickly got off the bed and stood nearby to give the priest space to heal Theron.

Seeing the priest, a smirk spread on Krivan’s lips because he knew what was going to happen. He had already instructed him to kill Theron. Everything was going according to his plan.

While everyone thought the priest was going to heal Theron, things were about to go the opposite way.

The priest smiled at everyone and stepped forward. But as he neared the bed and saw Theron, his eyes widened.

His face turned pale as he stared intensely at Theron, like he had seen something that shocked him. After that, Liro’s eyes turned toward Krivan to see his reaction, but Krivan was like, what the hell is happening?

Because he didn’t know why Liro had that expression on his face after seeing Theron.

"What happened, Liro? Don’t waste any time and heal that person," Krivan said softly.

Liro nodded and stood there, looking at him. He took out holy water from his pouch and sprinkled it on Theron.

Closing his eyes, he placed his hand on Theron’s forehead and muttered something under his breath.

In a minute, Theron suddenly jolted upright like he was having trouble breathing. Seeing that, everyone got worried and rushed closer to the bed, but Krivan pulled Silas away.

"Don’t get too close to the bed. He’s still healing. That black magic might come to you if you get too close..." Krivan said.

But no one could stop Silas. No matter what they said, no matter the reasons, he still moved closer to the bed to see Theron—because he was worried about him as hell.

"Excuse me, what is happening to Theron? Why is he breathing like this?" Silas asked Liro.

"Everyone, step back! Don’t come any closer—it’s dangerous here because the dark aura inside him is very strong," Liro said.

Liro raised his other hand, and a white shining light started to emerge from it. He placed that hand on Theron’s chest, and the glowing light slowly began to flow into Theron.