Novel & Cerita Poison Eating Healer

“What kind of poison?” “We're not sure yet.” the healer said. “But it works fast and is very bad. It's hurting his nerves. It's making his wolf weaker.” My stomach felt scared. This was worse than I thought. “Can I speak with the person in charge of healing?” I asked, my voice urgent. “Please, I need to know all the details.” “The healer sighed. “I'll try to help.” she said. “But I don't know if it will work. They're really busy.”

Her expression darkened. “She’s been poisoned,” the healer said gravely. My heart dropped.

the healer announced. "Do you mean that it's incurable?" Brandon asked, his eyes wide open with fear and worry. The healer shook his head slowly, "I need to find out what exactly the poison is first. Sabrina, you are the first suspect here. You need to tell us exactly what happened yesterday. What did the alpha eat and drink?" He asked me

The healer straightened slightly. “She is stable, Alpha. Her condition has improved significantly. She is responding to treatment.”. I nodded once..“Continue.” The healer hesitated for a moment, then spoke again. “I need to inform you about the poison used.” I frowned slightly. “What about it?” “It is a poison usually used on animals,” she explained carefully. “It is designed to cause temporary paralysis, dizziness, and unconsciousness. It makes the victim feel like they are dying, but it does not kill humans directly.”

CHAPTER 112 The Only Hope The room fell silent and Cassian stared at the healer. His jaw tightened. “What do you mean it cannot be cured here?” The healer lowered his head. “My Alpha… this poison is not like the ones we usually see.” He picked up the broken cup again. “I have only read about it in ancient medical books.” Cassian’s voice became sharp. “Then tell me how to save her.” The healer took a deep breath. “This poison was created many years ago.”

“I need only someone who has a vast knowledge about omegas.” The healer entered the room, and Lan hesitated before joining him. When they were both in the room, the door was closed, but not locked, just shut enough to give them privacy from the crowd. “Please come closer,” the shaman signaled as he stood close to the bedside. Lan reluctantly took some steps forward. “What is this about?” The healer inhaled deeply before continuing. “He was poisoned with Tokana powder. I want only the truth.” He paused and looked straight into Lan's eyes. “Did you do it? I only want to know your reason and nothing else.”

"Sarah, stay. And get me activated charcoal. We need to bind this toxin before it spreads further." The moment the room cleared, Emma pressed her hands to Steve's chest, letting her healing magic flow freely. The poison fought back viciously, but she could feel its pattern now. It wasn't just modified wolfsbane—it was engineered specifically to target their kind, to unravel the bonds that held wolf packs together. "The last victim," she said through gritted teeth, sweat beading on her forehead as she fought the darkness in his veins, "mentioned the Rochester warehouse. What were you doing there?"

I came closer, went on my knees, and felt his body—it was cold. The old healer pressed a finger around his neck and shook her head. "It was poison," she said. "He was poisoned with a strong herbal medicine." “Poisoned? By who and when?” "I can't say who did that," she said, "but it was certainly in the early hours of noon because the herbs haven't spread around his system." "Is there something that can be done?" I asked. "Yes, I will try my best to revive him, but I’m afraid he might not remember who he was or anyone he loves."

Ezra and I get to him first. "He’s burning up," Ezra says, voice cracking. "What the hell is this?" A healer runs in. Then another. Then Elder Mave herself. They pull him to the infirmary. I pace outside like a caged wolf. Finally, Mave emerges. Her face is ashen. "He’s been poisoned. The toxin… it’s Boundless in origin. It must have been dormant. Buried in his blood." "Can you fix it?" She hesitates. "We’re trying but his life is now hanging by a thread."

I stand up. “They are toxic flowers? Why would your mom plant such plants?” We kept walking. There was one small house in the middle of all the flowers. “Even the poisonous plants can heal, baby girl. The trick is in the consumption.” That doesn't even make sense. Poison kills. “My mother realised that at an early age that what poisons you can heal you too. She was a traditional healer.” “Sizwe mentioned that.” “This is the place I come to when I want to think and I always come up with a solution.” He kneels down at one flower. “Do you know what this is?” Obviously, I don't. I know nothing about plants.