Healer Japanese Novels & Stories

The old woman was very distressed and could not help but vent her frustration. "Trevor, I know you are in pain and you are going through a lot, but you should at least take care of your health. You said you wanted to heal your heart and get back to your partner, how are you going to do that when you are like this? Look at the state you are in! Come, sit down quickly and drink this soup, it will give you some nourishment."

I ask, already knowing whatever he’s about to get into is probably something I don’t want to talk about. “Your buddy show up lately?” I shake my head. Not as bad as I was fearing. “No. Your healer seems to know what he’s doing.” “She.” I turn my neck to look at him. “Uh?” “The healer who made the talisman is a woman.” “Oh.” Done with the last nail, I walk over to him. “Interesting.” He arches his brow. “You said she didn’t want any payment.” He nods, his gaze shifting to some place behind my shoulder.

Henrietta shrieked and hurried past me but was too fast because before I could get out of the way, the tea cup which I was holding in my right hand, poured its content onto the skin of my other hand. “Oww,'' I yelped in pain as the water was still very hot and was burning against my skin. “I’m so sorry, '' she apologized before taking the cup out of my hand and placing it on the table. She gently held the affected hand and was blowing air from her mouth when I noticed a light pink circle form around my hand and within a few seconds, the pain and bruise was gone, I couldn't feel them anymore. “Its…it's gone,” I whispered in disbelief and she raised her eyes to look at my face in surprise, “th

“He will be. He's an Aldean Healer. Anyone know what that is?" “We all know what a healer is," all the men scoffed except for Dyllen who was staring hard at Linus as well as Trace, but then the purple haired beta has always been quiet. “Not just an ordinary healer. An Aldean Healer can heal with their own energy. It's a rare Diyari that is trained by the Circle of Healers in Aldea," Trace spoke up, surprising everyone with his soft words. Trace turned his thoughtful attention to Skye. “An Aldean Healer saved my mother when I was a boy. You did the training?"

I can’t leave him like this. When he extends his hand, Hera pushes forward and I push my healing into him, feeling as his wounds heal up. I hear the gasps of the trolls around us as they watch Shengis’s wounds heal. When I'm done, I look up and see that all his wounds are closed up. Then I turn to Haijen. “You’re turn.” He shakes his head, but Renji grabs his hand, giving it to me. I push my healing power into Haijen, feeling his wounds healing as well.

Yet, Thane's gaze remained skeptical as he eyed the healer. “River, meet Jackie, the foreign healer.” Thane said as he introduced them. River locked eyes with Theresa and Zara as if asking them, ‘are you sure about him?’ The she-wolves nodded in assurance. River shrugged. “Welcome, Jackie. Please be gentle in your treatment.” River told the strange healer. Jackie bowed with both of his hands clasped together in prayer mode, as he replied River. “I will Ma’am. I will be quick and gentle. I will use acupuncture for Master.”

Elaira had two friends—Jessica, Mona, and they were inseparable. Elaira sighted her friends waiting for her and waved at them with a wide smile on her face as she walk towards them, but only Jessica was able to wave back as Mona was still in shock. “What the heck, girl? You look damn hot!” “I dunno if I'm supposed to call this hot, but she looks so… stunning,” Mona finally found her voice. Elaira smiled, her lips a perfect shade of red. “Thanks, guys. Just wanna try something new out.”

His voice, though quiet, was razor-sharp, laced with the kind of danger that made even his most trusted followers hesitate. Dorian stood a little straighter, though the unease in his gaze was clear. "The nurse we sent—our spy—has reported back. She discovered a werewolf in the region with healing abilities. A healer wolf." For a moment, the silence in the room was suffocating. Valen stared at Dorian, his face unreadable, but the tension in the air was palpable. Slowly, Valen leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he considered the information.

"That's just a myth." Moon Healers were legends told to pups, rare wolves blessed by the Moon Goddess with extraordinary healing abilities. Not just the practical medicine that pack healers practiced, but true healing — the power to mend what was broken, to purify what was tainted, to restore what was lost. Some stories said they could even heal the bond between mates, strengthen connections between pack members, repair spiritual wounds. But they were stories. Fairy tales. No one had seen a Moon Healer in generations. "It's not," Thorne said. "The line was believed to be extinct. But it's not. Your mother... she was one, wasn't she?"