Healer Monster Novels & Stories

Kai mumbled, lingering on the page. “I had no idea that there were this many abilities amongst our kind. Why don’t they teach this in school?” Maleigha questioned. Kai shrugged, shaking his head softly as he flipped to the next page. Healers: A wolf with the ability to heal the sick and injured. This ability is incredibly rare. Most healers remain hidden, as they are sought out by other packs. It appears that healers use a small amount of their life force to heal someone who is sick or injured. It has been observed that healing another individual is draining on the subject and oftentimes, they pass out from exhaustion after utilizing their ability. No healer has successfully brought someone

MP cost: 10 Skill point:2 -REGENERATE: Heal small amounts of HP every hour. Passive skill. Skill point: 4 [Evolve to unlock more skills] Hehehehehe ... Watch out all the beings of this puny world, I .....I realised now that in my status I didn't have any name. Does that mean I am just one of many monsters out there? NOO!! This can't be happening! NOOO!!! Stop! Why am I even overreacting here?

I approached it and immediately sharpened my nails again. I moved towards him, and without warning, I stabbed my nail into his thighs. It knelt before me. But I just smiled. When I pulled out my nails, he looked in shock at his thighs, which continued to bleed. "I am not healing..." He said stupidly. "The wound I create will stop you from healing. I am a healer! But I am also a monster." I lick the blood on my claws.

He said cutting me off. The funny thing is, I'm a healer. But Healers can't heal themselves but we heal faster that others. Kayden lead me inside the pack house and into the other healers clinic. The old woman great me with pleasure. She's one of the two Healers residing here in SilverMoon pack. Kayden patiently waiting until Imelda finished her work and excused herself. "You need to be ready anytime Adellee. You never turn your back into your enemy." He said.

"These wounds are deep, and I'd rather not have to stitch you up twice." He looked at the wolfsbane, then back at me, his lips curving into a dangerous smirk despite his condition. When he spoke, his voice was rough gravel. "A human healer who knows about wolfsbane. How... interesting." "A werewolf who got his ass handed to him. Equally interesting." The words left my mouth before I could stop them. Stupid, stupid Belle. Anttagonizing the apex predator on your table. But instead of ripping my throat out, he actually chuckled, then immediately winced. "Careful, little healer. Not many would dare speak to me that way."

I asked. “Yes, well that’s a bit more complicated. She gets the gene from my side. Unfortunately, because her mother was human, she does not get the full effect.” “What full effect?” I asked cautiously sitting on the edge of my seat. “She’s a nurse, right?” I nod. “It’s in her blood, literally, to be a healer. For many generations, the females on my mother’s side were all healers. They all had a Genesis wolf. One of the most powerful healing wolves there is. They could bring a wolf back from the brink of death to a hundred percent in minutes. They were very rare and highly coveted by packs all over the world. My mother was one of the last Genesis wolves in the country. Only two others I know

The music at the Full Moon feast was deafening. I bent down, fumbling with the strap on my heel. When I looked up, they were already gone. My fated mate, Callum—the feared Alpha of the Red Maple pack—and Freya, my once-best friend. I started to follow. To lift my dress and run. But the space by his side—my space, the Luna's space—was already gone. Their bodies were pressed close. Whispering about pack politics. Things I'd never understand. It was like I wasn't even there. An outsider. I always knew we'd have an arranged marriage. Callum and me. Finding out we were Mates was no surprise. Our wolves were made for each other. A fatal attraction. Until Freya proved herself as a lethal fighter. S

She aimed to teach me how to harness it. “A Healer is a vessel for life,” Mora rasped, her eyes locked on the pulsing pain in my right hand. “But life and death are two sides of the same coin. You were denied the coin of matehood, Elara. Now, you will learn to master its edges.” Our lessons began with the very thing Kael had used against me: Wolfsbane.

"Aren't you afraid of the Moon Goddess's wrath for defying Her will like this?" The moment I hit send, my mate Kael, the Alpha of the Starlight Pack, walked up to me. He was holding a forged diagnosis report from the Healer, his face a mask of pained hesitation. "Seraphina," he said, his voice trembling. " The Healer says our pup's soul is fragmented. It has been judged as a stillborn. For your safety, we have to terminate the pregnancy immediately." He took a breath, looking deep into my eyes.

I hate that this pack leaders has brainwashed the members of the pack We reach the healer's quarters. The other guard who isn't Eibbin knocks sharply on the wooden door. I hear shuffling inside before it opens, revealing Healer Ooden, a middle-aged man with pot belly- the drunkard who some way somehow receive the favor of the moon goddess to become a highly sort after healer His eyes widen the moment the door opens fully. He staggers a few steps backwards. I watch his nostrils flare, hair standing , his claws elongating slightly- his primal form reacting. The scent hits him so much that he wastes too much time before catching himself.