All Chapters of The Lycan King's Luna Healer : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Malric’s POV “You may now drink from the sacred cup to complete the blood-binding ritual,” Sarah said.Sharina and I stood facing each other inside the Goddess Temple beneath the full moon, our hands clasped together just as Sarah had instructed.I released one hand long enough to accept the sacred cup and drank.Sharina did the same.The moment the last drop slid down my throat, something stirred deep within me.A purple thread suddenly appeared, winding itself around our joined hands.It looked similar to the Moon Goddess's red thread of fate.Sharina frowned as she stared down at the unusual color of the thread binding us together.“The bond must have been formed,” Sarah said, since a third party couldn't see the thread.“It's... purple thread,” Sharina blurted.“Purple?” Sarah's expression hardened as she turned to me. “That means you never broke your bond with Emily.”“I told you I wasn't going to,” I cut in.“Malric–”“What does the purple thread mean?” I interrupted again.Res

Malric’s POVEvery pair of eyes remained fixed on Sharina's motionless body as the final minutes before sunrise slipped away."Rina! Rina, don't do this to me." Theodore cried again, unable to hold himself back any longer.“Sarah…” I turned to her again. “please, there's something that has to be done…”"There's nothing we can do, Malric," she said quietly. "The only method I know would take at least half a day... and we no longer have that kind of time. All we can do now... is wait.”"Twenty minutes..." Theodore whispered, checking the clock with trembling hands. "Only twenty minutes left.”My chest tightened. I'd never seen Theodore break like this. Not even the day Sharina disappeared.As the seconds crawled by, the tension in the room became unbearable.Then... Sharina's fingers twitched.We all paused.Her eyelids fluttered.“Sharina?!”She drew in a sharp breath and her eyes snapped open.“Sharina?!” We all rushed to her side.Sarah reached her first.“Easy,” she said, supporting

Lucien's POV (Previous Night)I never imagined the medical skills I'd picked up out of curiosity would one day prove useful.Irene had lost too much blood. The wound was far too deep to heal on its own, so Robert had no choice but to operate on her. She wasn't eighteen yet and hadn't awakened her wolf, so her body couldn't heal itself.Working alongside Robert in the theatre room, I was already handing him the instruments before he even asked for them, moving even faster than the nurses.“Your Highness... I think it would be best if you waited outside and let us concentrate,” Robert advised.I wasn't about to listen to that nonsense.“Do you know how many months I spent studying medical books?” I shot back.Robert sighed, exchanged a look with the nurses, then decided it was pointless trying to argue with me any further.When the operation was finally over and Irene was moved to a private ward, I remained by her side, barely leaving the chair beside her bed.Whenever her breathing ch

Malric’s POV“I said... I am not the healer,” Sharina repeated without a trace of guilt.Sarah gave a quiet, disbelieving laugh and turned toward me.“You can't possibly believe what she's saying. She's only saying this because–”“Believe whatever you wish,” Sharina cut in coolly.“Great King,” one of the ancient elders spoke up. “What is going on here?”I couldn't tell them the truth about the human soul, the curse, or the role reversal. Revealing that weakness wouldn't just endanger me, it would place Emily in even greater danger.I had to make Sharina reverse the roles before whatever was consuming me took complete control.“Where is Theodore?” I demanded, reaching for him through the mindlink.He arrived less than two minutes later.I pointed at Sharina.“Speak to your daughter. She's testing my patience.”Theodore frowned before turning to her.“Rina... what's going on?”“Nothing,” she answered calmly. “I simply told them I'm not the healer.”“Then who are you?” Lucien bit out, e

Adrian's POVI couldn't bear to look at Emily.She hung from the ceiling, her wrists bound above her head as the extraction device slowly drained her blood through a thin crystal tube into a silver basin below.That same blood was being used to produce healing potions...Potions my mother desperately needed to survive. The rest of Emily's blood would be refined into healing potions capable of curing diseases and plagues no one else could treat. They would sell for unimaginable fortunes, making my family one of the wealthiest across every clan, not just the werewolf kingdom.I never hated Emily.Growing up, I admired her intelligence. She was always the clever one, always finding solutions before everyone else at school.But admiration wasn't enough.With the kind of parents I had, Emily was a complete no-go area. She was the daughter of our chef, an omega. My parents would never have accepted her.Then she made the mistake of making her feelings for me too obvious. After that, she bec