Flare Redo Of Healer Novels & Stories

"Actually, she had a very good chance of survival. Unfortunately, the lead healer, Cora, made a critical misjudgment, which led to..." Her words were like a spark in a powder keg. The fury of every wolf ignited. "Where is Cora? Why won't she show her face?" "She's a quack who played with the Luna's life! We want answers!" The pack was enraged, howling for my blood. I sat in my wheelchair, watching her twist the truth. In the chaos, a wolf guard's eyes locked onto my ID badge. He read it out, word by word. "Top Healer, Cora!"

"But only with light!" Elyria raised both hands, her ancient power surging. Golden healing magic erupted around the room. Seraphina instinctively joined her, stepping up as Mother and First Healer. Two streams of brilliant golden light became one. The palace filled with overwhelming warmth. Flowers burst violently through the cracked stone, and the Voidborn shrieked as its shadows began to retreat. "It's working!" Kael yelled. Then, the creature changed tactics. Instead of attacking, it looked directly past the line of defense at Aiden.

With his thin and lanky frame, he'd do better as a hunter rather than a warrior. The chaos is still going on but I race over to the healer's house. With at least three guards, I know it will be a safe space... or so I think. I slide to a stop and Hazel lets out a gasp. "Leah!" Royal Pack's healer is surrounded by four rogues. They seem to be playing with her as they circle her like a piece of tasty prey but any sudden move may lead to her getting injured or dying. I freeze not knowing what to do. I can't fight with Hazel on my back nor will I allow her out of my sight. What can I do?

"Let's get to it. What are the terms of this... alliance?" The next hour was spent hammering out the details. Territory divisions, spoils of war, command structure—it was all tedious and predictable, the kind of conversation I had mastered long ago. I let Darius and Sylas argue over the finer points, playing mediator when necessary while weaving my own web of influence. "The human healer," Sylas said suddenly, breaking the flow of the conversation. His dark eyes locked onto mine, sharp and calculating. "I've heard whispers about her. They say she has unusual abilities."

The healer was already present, a young woman who had been with the pack since Orion became the Alpha. She held her hands over Kalista's chest, directly above her heart. Her healing would start from Kalista's heart and revive her. Jade and Orion stood beside her while a few of Orion's warriors stood by the door. The atmosphere turned tense as they waited for the healer to revive Kalista. Suddenly, the healer gasped and snatched her hand away from Kalista's chest. "What's wrong, Coral?" Orion asked worriedly. Coral, the healer, stared at her the bloody scar on her palm. She slowly turned and showed her palm to Jade and Orion.

His eyes had gone completely white as his own wolf cried in his mind, looking for an answer from his pack leader. This was the difference between a doctor and a healer. Where the medical profession relied on science and research, healers served as amplifiers for the wolves sharing their hosts' souls. The mere presence of a healer accelerated the healing process of an injured werewolf. But at that very moment, Till, alpha Harry's big red wolf, had disappeared entirely. Every member of the Red Moon could feel the bond between them and Harry eroding in their souls. All could hear in their minds their wolves howling for the death of their Alpha's wolf.

That was not sustainable, what if something happened to the healer? “Well, there’s Heather’s dad who’s the current town healer. Heather’s been trying to study but her father doesn’t want her getting mixed up too much with the other packs as a healer. He’d rather have her do the administration and reception work.” Rose gave Jules a warning look. She was talking far to freely to these guys and it was giving her all sorts of warning signs that something wasn’t right.

I had to know two major things from her. With a finger to her cheek, her gaze pierced into my soul, "The bond will be restored once the destruction magic is eradicated. Spell leaves invisible residues. Healers are whitelighters that can remove the bad and reinstate the good. Therefore healers can repel dark energy. Look....."

Although Andrei may not have desired this battle, he knew that the responsibilities of an alpha were not always easy, and sometimes, tough actions were necessary to maintain their clan's integrity. The atmosphere in the previously noisy forest now fell into silence as Lukas called Rosey, the healer from the omega rank, to tend to Heimzel's severe wounds. Rosey was one of the wolves in their clan with extraordinary healing abilities. Rosey carefully treated Heimzel's wounds, applying herbal remedies made from forest plants to stop the bleeding and expedite the healing process. Heimzel felt pain, but he felt more bitterness and disappointment within him. "Just hold on for a moment, Heimzel. I

It's clear that the healer's condition is dire, leaving me torn between seeking immediate help and staying by their side. "What should I do?" I question, my voice filled with uncertainty. "You both need assistance, but I can't leave you alone." As if sensing my dilemma, the healer weakly opens her eyes, her voice barely audible. "Scarlett... listen to me. You must prioritize Freda's safety. Find help and bring it back here. We'll hold on until you return." Nodding resolutely, I press a gentle hand against the healer's shoulder. "I promise, I won't be long. Stay strong, both of you," I whisper, my voice filled with determination. "Help is on the way."