Novel & Cerita Killer And Healer

Hunter stood with his arms folded and with a serious ‘don’t f**k with me’ face. “What?...’ I arched a brow and blinked as if I hadn't heard from the bathmaids minutes ago regarding how healers are targeted and killed. I don't even have to do anything wrong before I get killed, I can randomly be killed because I'm a healer so why am I acting surprised hearing this from Hunter?

We have to heal her, He growled back at Vince. His words registered and he zeroed in on the infected spot on her neck, his wolf growled protectively causing the bed to crack against the concrete. He lowered his mouth to her neck and let his tongue trail over her infected mark. He watched as his saliva took effect immediately, the wound closed, the black marks disappeared and the redness was significantly less. He realised it wouldn’t need to be healed again, he had healed her completely. Damien’s wolf pulled back and met her steady gaze, only this time her eyes were light and Damien knew she had fought for control back, but his wolf was still very much in control.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

He utters so deadpan, like he’s saying nothing more than ‘it’s raining. “What?” I balk at him…. It’s one thing fighting it off, but I've never killed anything in my life. I don't kill. I can’t kill…I am a natural-born healer who fixes lives. I don’t snuff it out even if it is some feral, deranged murderer. “I said… Kill it.” Kaelin turns his head my way and stares me down, repeating his words slowly with zero emotion. Face now serious and slightly furrowed, as though he's angry at me, and my hands begin to tremble.

"I'll keep you safe. But you have to have faith in me. My dagger was chilly and cozy in my hand as I grabbed for it. I was prepared to battle despite the ache in my side. I did this for Killian, my people, and all that I had lost. I refused to be overcome by Auren's evil. Not right now. The first shadow wolf lunged, its claws gleaming as it aimed for the healer. But with a flick of her wrist, a wave of light pushed it back, sending it stumbling to the ground. The wolf growled and rose once more, but it hesitated, detecting a change in the atmosphere. "Move, Nyla!" the healer shouted, urgency in her voice.

There would be no room for self-doubt. Discovering that I’m a good healer started after my teenage years. The first person I have proven my ability to was my father. Being a Beta, he always went to fight and hunt. And when father told everyone my ability, no one believed him or even wanted to be treated by me. My goal was to help, but they saw it as a threat. Two hours had passed and still Donna hadn’t gone back. I kept peeking through the window, but all I could see was how everyone was busy, happily arranging the place for the celebration of Samuel’s second marriage with Alice.

But as usual he hadn't let her get the satisfaction of seeing a frown on his face. “If you ever run away from me, Vina, I will come and find you. This world isn't big enough to hide you from me,” he boasted, almost making her want to play this game of chase. She was very close to testing him if not for the mission that she had been assigned with. Killing someone would definitely take priority over anything else. According to the profile of the victim that she had been given, this woman herself had been a killer or an Assassin once. This should have scared Vevina instead it made her nerves tingle from the excitement of meeting someone of her own caliber or mental state.

I asked him after telling him all that happened. "Honestly king, I think she's a healer. The rumors about wolves like this existing once in a century is true and she is one of them. The red wolves are also the ones who have special abilities, they can transfer other people's pain to them. She is a healer, her blood healed them." He replied. I nodded, "Then she can definitely heal anything? No matter how strong it is?" "Yes, she can. If only she would agree to donate her blood willingly, we can heal the others too. But then she has to know the reason why we are doing that. I don't think she knows her full ability yet."

Three men in tactical gear filled the frame, their laser sights dancing across Julian’s chest like red fireflies. I didn't scream. I stood my ground, my hand finding Julian's as the "Recovery Team" closed the distance. We weren't just a doctor and a journalist anymore. We were the guardians of a secret that was about to set the De Luca empire on fire.

A doctor jumped out, his scrubs bloodstained, waving a medical chart and yelling at the top of his lungs. "Stop! Everybody stop!" "The tenth soldier! The one whose throat was cut!" "We saved him!" "He's awake! And he's talking! He knows who did it!"