Chapter 41 : Seeking a Healer

*Marcus*

I didn't care what the Healer said. I didn't want to hear it.

It was the first time that I felt that way. But Arealla had to recover. She had to get better. Which meant that I had to ignore the words she had just spoken. To accept it would be to give up, and there was no way that I would ever give up on Arealla.

I glanced at her pale and bruised form. Her breathing was so shallow and sparse that it was barely there. Seeds of despair were already being planted by the thought that she would never be whole again.

No! I refused to give in to my fears.

"Alpha?" the Healer asked.

I had been silent for a while, my expression most likely pained and contorted. I took a deep breath and turned to the healer.

"Say I made contact with her pack. The one she had been born into. Would their healer perhaps know a way of restoring her to full health?" I asked.

The Healer Trisha looked hesitant. This was all very new for her, too. She was used to having the answer, she was used t