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CHAPTER 31 :THE HEALER WHO KNOWS TOO MUCH

Author: Grace Pearl
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-03 06:55:08

POV: KAEL

“Move,” I say.

Varek does not move.

He stands there with his arms crossed, tall and solid, blocking the narrow path between the trees like he planned it that way.

“I am not in your way,” he says.

“You are literally in my way,” I snap. “Step aside.”

Elara exhales hard behind us.

“Can you both not,” she says. “For five minutes. Please.”

Varek turns first. He always turns first when she speaks.

“I am calm,” he tells her. “He is the one pacing like a rabid dog.”

I spin on him. “Do not talk about me like I am not here.”

“You are here,” he says. “That is the problem.”

My wolf snarls inside my chest.

I take a step forward. “Say that again.”

“Enough,” Elara says, sharp now.

We both freeze.

She steps between us and puts a hand on my chest. Not hard. Not soft. Just there.

“Stop,” she says. “Both of you. This is stupid.”

I look down at her hand.

She never touches him like this. Never pushes him back. Never tells him to cool it.

She just works around him. Like he is a storm she already
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