65 A Tense Confrontation

Alen's POV

What?! I could hardly believe what I was seeing. According to the normal effects of the medication, Kral would remain unconscious for at least one night to fully recover. And yet, Delia was by his side, and she was not doing anything particularly special, but Prince Kral awakened from his state of frenzy.

I wasn't the only one taken aback. Wiliam and August had solemn expressions, a glint passing through their eyes, understanding why Kral had always chosen Delia to be his queen.

One might say, she truly lived up to the legendary White Wolf reputation. With her innate healing powers over werewolves, her ability to heal Kral was even more astonishing after they became mates.

"K-Kral, Your Highness?" One of the elders trembled, clearly shaken and somewhat disoriented by Kral's sudden return to sanity.

"It is indeed me."

Kral's sharp eyes scanned the faces of the crowd. His gaze seemed condescending, as if looking down from a higher place.

Delia, in her White Wolf state, had in