All Chapters of The Healer's Bond : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Emma stared in disbelief at the hot and glowing body of Lady Long. There was no sign of life except for the pulsing of light and heat. She reached for the needle she had pressed into the dragon’s chest but found that it had melted and was no longer there.Emma smelled something burning and shockingly realized that the couch was burning from the contact of the Lady. Her body was literal fire. The healer tried to find a pulse but jerked back her hand in pain due to the burning sensation.She is alive. Emma realized. The room was also heating up and she was finding hard to breathe. She wondered how Steve was doing as she began to gasp for the ever-reducing air in the room. The glow and pulsing began to increase and before Emma’s eyes, Lady Long began to levitate slowly into the air.The healer knew that something was about to happen and it was going to be dangerous. However, she could not predict what it was. She just stared in awe at the unconscious rising form of Lady Long. The light g

Darkness. Cold. Pain.Steve Kane floated in a void of agony, his consciousness adrift in a sea of torment. The darkness was absolute, pressing in on him from all sides like a living thing. Each labored breath sent shards of glass through his lungs. His skin—what he could still feel of it—was a road map of suffering: deep bruises that throbbed with each heartbeat, burns that seared with constant fire, and jagged cuts that pulsed with their own rhythm of torment.He couldn’t see a damn thing, but he knew exactly where he was.Trapped.Imprisoned deep within the consciousness of the War Beast—a monster of his own making, or rather, a monster made by generations of his cursed bloodline. The realization settled in his gut like lead. Calling upon the beast had been a desperate gambit, a last resort when the pack of werewolves had swarmed toward the Lady’s Lair. A choice between certain death and unleashing something far worse.And now I’m paying the price, he thought bitterly, curling his f

Emma took good care of Steve for the next few days. The Alpha lost a lot of fluids during his transformation as the berserker and was bed ridden due to the stress. Anytime Steve fell asleep, Emma would use the time to explore Long’s mansion. The Dragon had amassed wealth during the long span of her life.Emma found her in one of the expensive rooms in the mansion. This one was filled with books kept in very high shelves arranged in a circle of maze with expensive soft cushions in the middle. Long was seated carefree in one of the seats with her head hidden behind a book.“How are you feeling today?” Emma asked as she took a seat. Long dropped the book on the small mahogany table in front of her. The healer felt responsible for the Lady’s wellbeing even if she had no reason to.“I feel renewed,” Long said with a beaming smile. “I have to thank you properly, Emma.”“Giving us a place to rest is more than enough Long,” Emma replied.“How is the wolf doing?” Long asked in a dismissive ton

Emma realized that Steve had his own secrets and it was unravelling before her eyes. She still had the fresh memory of his transformation in her head. She still saw how he had shrunk back from the mysterious and monstrous form of werewolf that had killed over sixty werewolves.She still remembered how the Berserker had almost bit and clawed at her. Emma was amazed by how though and hard the skin was and how fire could not even burn it.Steve had piqued her curiosity and she wanted to know how the monster operated and what made it invincible. The healer part of her wanted to know more about its anatomy. She wanted to know how something as monstrous as that could hide in the body of the Alpha.The truth was that Steve was the first Berserker she had seen in her life. What even made her more curious was how she was able to get into his mind when the bond between them was broken. According to the werewolf biology, Alpha’s could send a telepathic link to their pack membe

No words could describe the mystery of the Death Valley. It only revealed itself to those who were dealers of death or invoked by blood oath. It was hidden from the mere sights of humans because their mundane minds could not begin to comprehend the darkness surrounding the Death Valley.It went by many names. Some called it the Hollow Ground. Some called it the Blood Pit of death while others referred to it as the Last Court. The final place to settle a score or fulfil a vengeance. To the creatures of the night, it was a feared, inescapable and sacred place.The Death Valley was created by what is known as Chaos Magic. A magic so forbidden, dangerous and unpredictable that it was only used by a select few witches and mages. It was located in an abandoned subway system underground lost among layers of time and dark magic.The Limo taking Emma, Steve and Lady Long slowed to a stop across the entrance to the abandoned underground subway. Even the streets were deserted and t