Romans & histoires Alchemist Healer

“ just give it to me. I will apply it, and I will be fine till morning. ” The Pack doctor looked up, her jaw slacking. “ Are you also a doctor? ” Shit. I winced as I felt the heat of Alpha Alaric’s gaze now digging holes in me. I had drawn his attention to me by revealing another part of my life. I guessed there was no reason to hide this anymore. “ I am not a certified doctor. I am just a healer. ” The doctor nodded in understanding, and her eyes instantly lit up with a glint of relief.

Even if a healer should give birth to a male Lycan, that child wouldn't have the gift of a healer. Healers are the moon goddess's special creatures… the goddess’s friends. “I really can't give up the throne, Arla…” I whined again, taking my mind off the house of healers. I belonged with them and I knew that Davina must have sensed that. Who was I kidding? That healer would have definitely known that I was the long-lost princess. There was no way she would have missed that. She just didn't talk about it. “I should apologize for yelling about you earlier, Amanisa. Also, I should thank you for putting your life at stake to serve the King of the realm.”

Now I’m even less scared of him because I know my Alpha has my back, even with this overgrown brat. "But you're a fucking human," he blurts out, stepping away from the wall to approach me. He looks closely at my exposed neck, probably looking for a mark that obviously isn't there, "You’re not his mate, that’s not possible." I think the same thing, but I'm obviously not going to tell him that. "I'm a healer, there's magic in me," I answer with a proud smile. That's true, or at least I think so, "Now, do you believe me?"

“That's not what I meant. You're unsure about it; why did you conclude that you're truly dying? There's a log of pack doctors here. And there's also a healer; I will do everything to find a healer to cure you!” “I'm a healer, Almera.” After Leah admitted that she was a healer, Almera's eyes widened in surprise. She blinked several times. Almera massaged her temple and even her nape. She felt her headache, and her nape was throbbing. She would have almost lost consciousness if Kairo wasn't beside her. “Are you fucking with me, Alpha Leah? You told me that you're a healer, then used it to heal yourself.” Almera sarcastically suggested.

How could she go with him when I’m the one who is injured. “I didn’t. We tried. All of the elementals tried, so did Kenna. She’s a hybrid, but got the fire dragon gene. But none of us could heal you,” she says. I frown and look at her. “Then how am I healed?” She tilts her head at me. “Do you not know?” I feel tears prick at my eyes. “HE did it, didn’t he?” “Ancalagon,” she stresses, “is the Alpha of dragons, the Alpha of Alphas. He’s the only one who could have healed you. And he did it by mutilating himself.”

* *It was the first time he'd felt the true weight of the Alpha's crown – and the first time he'd let politics override justice. Elara snapped back to the present, a new resolve hardening in her chest. She wouldn't make the same mistake. "Bring me the healer," she commanded. Five tense minutes later, the elderly wolf hobbled in. "Did you send this omega with medical supplies to the training grounds?" Elara asked. The healer nodded emphatically. "Yes, Alpha. We've been short-staffed since the reforms began. I've been using omega volunteers to deliver supplies throughout the pack lands."

Seeing yellowish stains on it made my heart pump harder. “A-alice. I-I didn’t…” I need to see how bad the acid potion I made got her. There may still be a chance to heal her. “Don’t touch me!” Her loud wailing went on. “Just let me see it. I may have still had the chance to heal you…” I was miserably consumed by guilt as I carefully placed her trembling hands down. Half of her face was burnt, deforming her features. “Now, may not be the best time, A—”

ALPHA KING XALEN ~<>~ “I am sorry because, despite hurting you the way I did, I still can’t answer the one question that would help us move forward, Hay.” Eventually, I uttered those words even though I knew it wouldn’t be enough to quench the uncontrollable emotions that were burning within Haylee—or at least who she had become. Seeing me with Allison must have broken her to the point where her newfound strengths became dark. I have heard of Healers that go dark. In fact, Healers have been said to be the twin sisters of witches. Both witches and Healers can go dark and do evil, even though they can also be pure and good.

He was running out of options. Then Alven stepped forward, his face unreadable. "There's one final thing we can attempt."Liam turned to him quickly, almost violently. "What is it?" Alven hesitated. "There's a healer unlike any here."Liam's jaw tightened. "Who is she?" "The Forgotten Healer," Alven replied, his tone heavy with significance and something unknown. "She lives beyond our world. Some believe she's a spirit, others say she predicts time itself. But one thing is certain she might be the only one capable of saving Gwen."

" concluded Suwa Hiromoto. Although it didn't make a sound, the faces of the other ten masters nodded their heads. All seemed to agree with the female teacher's opinion. Xuaio Shun, the Healer, shrugged. "Well, we wouldn't know what that kid wanted, would we? What's wrong with being a healer?" he glanced left and right, watching each person's expression. "And it's not very strange if a fighter, he also doubles as a healer. I see many good fighters in this country, they have more than one profession. Fighters are concurrently alchemists for example."