Novel & Cerita Heath Ledger As The Joker Nurse

Now, here I was. Lying in the bed that always felt too small, in the healer's quarters that weren't even officially mine. The pack had allocated this tiny room to me years ago, not out of kindness but necessity. Every pack needed a healer, even one as untrained as me. The space was barely large enough for the narrow bed and a small table that served as both desk and dining area. The walls were bare stone, perpetually damp no matter how many drying herbs I hung. The fireplace was too small to properly heat the space, and the chimney had a crack that let in rain during storms.

Joker had stayed in the hospital while Saint had run after me to make sure I didn’t end up in the same state as Beast. Joker had never left his bedside , he slept, ate shit and washed in the hospital. Those two went at it like cat and dog but Joker threatened multiple doctors' lives for trying to kick him out. I drowned myself in more blood on my quest to find the bastard that put the silver to the beast's throat eventually I got him. But it had taken quite a few dead bodies to get to it. I had been unrecognizable by the time I was done. I was no longer human, I was an animal , my eyes were dead, my mind not my own and it took Beast to get out the hospital and throw a punch at my face to fin

With my eyes closed, I feel the nurse’s presence in the room. “He’s coming, Tempest,” my wolf warns me, and I crack my eyes open just in time to see the nurse with a heavy metal kidney dish in her hands, moving straight to attack the dozing Mrs. Magda. “Don’t you dare!” I shout, stopping her in a heartbeat. “She’s coming with me. I trust her.” My yell snaps Mrs. Magda awake, and she shoots up from her chair. “I was told you have to come alone,” the healer insists, still gripping her “weapon.”