Novel & Cerita Poison Eating Healer Season 2

The only thing on Summers Hartley’s mind was revenge. Being a half-breed, she was born extremely weak and completely incapable of protecting herself or anyone, and that cost her. Her family was slaughtered, and her pack was reduced to ashes. As the Alpha heir to Silverguard pack, she swore to destroy the monsters responsible: the Bloodmoon pack. When the perfect chance for revenge arrives, she hides behind a new identity as the dying Alpha’s personal healer and enters the Bloodmoon pack. Every day she heals the pack, she has promised to destroy. Sworn to pay back the same hand, her mission is simple: poison the Alpha who murdered her people and, together with her uncle, destroy eve

“See that white, lightly bubbling spot? That’s the poison. It’s in the tea. I’m guessing Ms. Patricia hadn't sipped in her cup, which is why she wasn’t affected by it. But if the substance spills on your body and makes contact with your skin, you should see a Healer to prevent the poison from spreading through your body.” The woman— Ms. Patricia— paled drastically. “Y-yes. Some spilled on my hands when I hurriedly put it down to check on my husband. Oh, goodness, I’ve been poisoned as we—” “Which is why you should go to the Healers. It only spilled on your hand, so the effect will be slower. The Healers can help prevent it.” General Arthur ordered two of the Generals to bring the pale and tr

His Alpha aura alone sent Rain flying into the cave wall. She hit the rock with a scream and crumpled to the ground, her right hand bent at a grotesque angle. "My hand!" Rain wailed, clutching her arm. "I'm a healer! Without my hands, I can't channel my healing!" My father's gaze swept over the spilled soup. He inhaled once, and his expression turned lethal. He walked to where Rain lay. "A healer — and you couldn't sense the wolfsbane still in her system? You fed her more poison on top of it?"

She pulls a small vial from her pocket, identical to Lily's vial still in the healer's hand. The crowd leans closer, their collective breath held as the healer steps forward and reaches for the second vial. This time, she hesitates. “The poison from Naga’s body,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible. Her hands shake slightly as she examines the vial’s contents under the moonlight. “This is a much deadlier concoction—one designed to cause catastrophic organ failure. This poison matches the one found in Naga’s body.” A ripple of murmurs spreads through the crowd as her words sink in. The Alpha raises a hand for silence, his face unreadable. “And you’re certain of this, healer?” he asks, his t

Killian followed behind her, his face a mask of controlled fury. The moment our eyes met, something in my chest twisted. The mate bond flared, warm and insistent, making me acutely aware of how close he was. The healer moved to my bedside, checking my pulse, examining my throat with gentle fingers. “The poison has left your system,” she said, her voice calm and reassuring. “You’re lucky. Another dose, or if you’d ingested more, and you wouldn’t have survived.” My blood ran cold. Someone had actually tried to kill me.

A second chance at life. And yet… My mind drifted again. This time, to the healer. That moment still lived in my bones. After the healer treated Damon, his fingers brushed over my skin and he frowned. He stared at me in silence for too long. And then, he spoke. “You’ve been poisoned,” he said solemnly. “You caught a disease while trying to remove the chains from him. You have limited time to live.” Those words shattered me. Me… dying? I could barely speak. I remember grabbing his arm in desperation, my voice trembling, “How? How did this happen?”

"But if she screams, I am taking your head." Malachi knelt on the other side of the pallet. He began crushing the herbs, the smell sharp and bitter charcoal and vinegar and something that burned the back of the throat. "She will scream." He looked at Elena, then at Sloane. "True healing will hurts more than the poison ever did." He poured the dark liquid into a clay cup. The herbs followed. The mixture began to smoke, a thin gray vapor that curled toward the ceiling. "Hold her down," Malachi said. "And do not let go."

“How could you kill the Luna who'd done nothing wrong to you? We know how you planned and killed her just for revenge, just because you were once a slave to the Alphas " Tears slid down my face as I tried to defend myself while my hair was being dragged. “Let go, I didn't do it " He finally let go, and I felt dizzy and knelt in the floor, my head ached. “Then what about the poisoned herb?” I froze. Poisoned herb? What did he mean? My hands shook and I trembled involuntarily. “The herbs you use to 'heal' the Luna is poisoned. Poisoned with something that can only be found in the eclipse pack, the snake venom's potion, " I froze.

I had almost forgotten that they excited. Warewolf hunter were a bunch of humans who knew about warewolves and wanted to catch them by all means. These humans were stronger than regular humans but they were not warewolves and so they had a lot of poisons they used on warewolves. I looked at the healer and he shook his head and sighed. "She has been poisoned. And it is a very strong poison. The person who gave it to her....did he want her dead? I have no idea what that person was thinking or what his aim for doing this is," the man said as he shook his head.

“Isn’t there another way we could heal her?” They shook their heads sadly and Patrick ran his fingers through his hair while I pushed back to my feet and started heading to the healers who cramped behind him. “You are wasting time. The poison is visibly spreading. How do I get it out?” I growled. They turned their eyes to the ground, and I felt a wave of anger grow through me. my claws emerged and I moved to grab one of them, but Patrick countered faster. “Alpha, please… don’t hurt them—” he was saying but I slapped his hand away and grabbed the closest healer by the flock he was wearing, positioning myself at the door so that the second could not run away.