Deku Injuries Novels & Stories

She funnelled her rage and anger into a strength she might not otherwise have to get her job done. He waved to the healers that it was all clear and they could come in and do their work. Three healers stepped into the backyard and quickly approached. Once they knew they wouldn’t do further injury to the druid, they put him in the cuffs. Then two of the healers did what they could for him, while other healers dealt with others who needed attention for their injuries. The third healer stood and came to look at Kiera and Dean. “Her first, I’m fine.” Was all he said to the healer when they tried to examine him. The sound of his voice clearly showed the damage the vine did to his throat when it t

Seth inquired, causing the doctor to pause in his tracks by the door. "Know what?" Creiff asked, a hint of curiosity in his tone. "That he is a Recessive Alpha and unable to heal?" Kurt completed his brother's question. "I have my sources," he replied nonchalantly. "He has been visibly injured for some time now, limping on one foot and relying on a walking cane," Seth informed the doctor. Filled with guilt, he asked, "Could our pheromones that night have hindered his healing? Is that why his leg hasn't healed and is now permanently damaged?" His brothers anxiously awaited the doctor's response.

"I did." "Sit." The physician obeyed. Dean wasted no time. "Tell me about her injuries." The old healer unfolded one of the reports. "The scars across her back are extensive, but they concern me less than the injuries beneath them." Dean's eyes narrowed. "Beneath them?" "The muscle damage." He placed the report on the table. "Many wounds healed improperly because they were never treated." Dean remained silent. "There are signs that her shoulders were repeatedly dislocated over several years." His jaw tightened.

She hadn’t pulled her own trigger the way Heather had, but if Kimber was lost to him, too… Gripping the steering wheel, Deke willed the thought away. No. Fuck no! He loved Kimber. Wanted her. Always. Even with the baby. Lots of them if she wanted them. He’d try his best. Anything. Everything. Just as long as she lived… ******** Deke slung his Hummer into a parking space at the hospital and hauled ass across the parking lot to the emergency room. Damn, his palms were sweating. When would Kimber wake up? How extensive were her injuries? Having no answers balled a roaring frustration in his chest. And fear. Couldn’t forget that.

Drake supported Ruby into the doctor's office, and the doctor glanced at Ruby and said without hesitation, "Is your leg injured?" Drake chuckled. Ruby explained openly, "No, the head got hurt." Ruby pointed to her injured head. The doctor glanced at her scar and said, "It had scabbed over. Not a big problem." Drake expressed deep agreement. He nodded continuously. Ruby glanced at him and said, "Doctor, I had a special constitution, and I also had immune deficiency and blood clotting issues..." The doctor jumped up in fright and said, "That needs to be handled with caution."

My body is still in shock, just going through the motions. Dex had a broken jaw and nose as well as some broken ribs. His breathing was rugged and he was bruised in some areas. I sighed. I will heal him, but I know Toni will get madder. I placed my hands over Dex and began to heal him. He stirred as his bones set back in place. After a few minutes he was good as new.

He asked and I nodded. "Good! Alpha Derek is in a very critical condition right now, he needs your help and our help. He was injured in a war, and this is the first time this has happened in this pack, accusing fingers are being pointed at you in the whole dark pack and I will advise you to stay indoors until everything is settled, else you want to be stoned to death by the angry pack members", he added and I couldn't help but wonder what I had to do with an injury the alpha secured during a war in the battlefield.

I had been exhausted and overcome with emotion, and regretfully, I'd taken it out on her. I was still beating myself up for agreeing to Derek's plan that night. It killed me to see Derek like that. Honestly, I was worried about his healing process. Ribs were resilient, but breaking a leg was a big deal, and there was no way to know if those people had set his leg correctly. Without proper care from a physician, there was no telling if Der would heal right.

Dexie’s foot came down hard, straight onto the glass. Luke moved instantly, but the damage was done. Shards pierced her bare sole, blood blooming against her pale skin. For a moment, Dexie froze, her eyes wide with confusion. Then, the pain hit. Her lower lip trembled as she whimpered, “Ouch… It hurts…” The room fell silent, everyone stunned for a beat. Then Luke crossed the room in two long strides. He scooped Dexie into his arms without hesitation, settling onto the sofa with her cradled in his lap.

He had waited for that day for too long. When Dewey fought Kye, he underestimated his opponent and was thrown off the cliff by Kye. He was fortunate that he did not die and was only severely injured. When he awoke at the bottom of the cliff, he rushed to seek vengeance, forcing his power to break out, and ended up experiencing a psychotic break.