Onyx Healing Properties Novels & Stories

“I’ve seen enough in my time not to fear what’s different. And healing_ is the same, no matter who it’s for.” Nyx feels a wave of relief, almost overwhelmed by the healer’s calm acceptance. “Thank you.” “Hold your thanks,” the healer says, already mixing herbs. “Healing isn’t cheap on my bones. Jonah, fetch me some water and bring my kit.” Jonah nods eagerly, dashing off to gather supplies. Nyx watches the healer apply paste to Lorenzo’s wounds, her hands glowing faintly with an unspoken energy. “What_ what kind of magic is this?” Nyx asks.

I nod in agreement before he leaves to retrieve the crystal. The blue crystal was discovered to possess healing qualities, it can also be used for agricultural needs. The blue crystal speeds up the growth of any living thing. The affected area is very small but potent. If used against broken bones, the bones reattach and grow strong within minutes. Skin can be sealed and grown back. Burns are healed after several sessions and others have reported with the advanced healing of some Hunters that fingers and other smaller limbs can be grown back.

Onyx was feral at this point, his sole purpose was to kill what dared to hurt his mate. “Yo Onyx, I think he is dead, judging by his head rolling away from his body.” Mina said, Onyx stopped immediately went to her sniffing and trying to lick her wound. We couldn’t heal her because we haven’t mated or marked her. “Hey, wolfie you’re friendlier then your asshole human. But I’m gonna need you to not lick my injured ribs. You just took your mouth off a tiggerpooh, I don’t want none of that blood in my wound god knows what may happen and I’m not trying to turn into nothing from out here.” She said pushing Onyx’s snout away from her wound and pulled him in for a hug which caused him to purr lik

I could hear him walk closer, but he didn’t say anything. When I had turned the plant material into a thick paste, I sat the spoon aside. I dipped two fingers into the paste and took a generous amount. I smeared it over the cut on my arm and rubbed it in using small, circular strokes. I could feel Onyx watching me, but I didn’t acknowledge him. After a few seconds, the thin red cut started to heal and vanish from sight. Once it was gone, I looked up at Onyx again. “Well?” I asked.

he commanded softly. "Alpha, I have work—" "Sit." Eltonia sat. Oreon knelt on the dirty floor in front of her; the Alpha of Ashwood kneeling in grease. He took her hands. When he turned them over, his face twisted in pain as he saw the red skin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small tin of the silver-salve. It was the expensive healing balm usually reserved for warriors. "This is for your back," she protested. "My back can wait," he murmured. He dipped his finger in the balm and began to gently massage it into her hands.

Hope and terror crashed through me at the same time. The Oden weren’t legends. They were the greatest healers our kind had ever known. Blessed straight from the Moon Goddess centuries ago. Normal wolves healed cuts and broken bones in hours…Oden could do the impossible. One touch and fatal wounds closed. Poisons vanished. Even the darkest curses that ate an alpha alive from the inside out could be burned away. Their bloodline had saved kings, ended wars, kept entire packs breathing when everything else failed. That mark on their backs meant life itself.

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

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

As she couldn't see her friend in pain. Silver glanced at them with wide eyes. Cassandra took out a small gem from the secret pocket of her cloak. "Stone of the ocean," One of the healers said. "With the flower from the soil, water from the ocean, the fire of heart, Wind from light, Blood from cold will giver her new birth," Lonan repeated the words. ○●○ ○●○

"I destroyed everything. Dad's gone because I wasn't there. Emma's leaving because I chose you over her again and again." "But Ethan—" "No, Victoria. I can't keep taking from her. I've taken three years of her life, her youth, her devotion. I've taken her healing abilities to save my father and restore my wolf. What more can I possibly steal from her?" Owe? I looked down at the urn in my arms and suddenly found it laughable. Three years of youth, three years of sleepless nights caring for his comatose father, three years of rebuilding his pack from ruins—and all I got in return was the word "owe."