Poison Eating Healer Season 2 Novels & Stories

She gave me the look I she seen far too many times already “No,” I said immediately. “No.” “She was poisoned,” she said quietly. My heart slammed violently in my chest“What kind?” “What kind?!” I roared. “Wolfsbane and Nightshade” she admitted. The two most dangerous poisons to a wolf “And it’s already gotten to her heart” the healer did solemnly “Then get it out!” “I’m trying!” My hands clenched into fists. This wasn’t happening, this couldn’t be happening, not like this.

I ask healer now impatient. The healer looks at the bowl for few seconds then up at me and, "He is in pain because his body is burning from the inside. And that's because he has been poisoned." "What? What do mean he is poisoned? What did he ate this morning?" Father asks now angry. "He is poisoned but this poison doesn't kills the person immediatelly but it makes him weak enough. If not treated immediately he will die. This herb from where the poison came is very dangerous, it will make him vomit and he won't be able to eat much. The coming days are going to be tough but we have to be patient. I will go get some medicine. Till then put cold cloths to his face and get him rid of the clothes,

So we compromised, and strolled right inside but politely asked the first person we saw for the chief healer. The chief healer was quick to send us to the healers assigned to deal with the poisoned food, led by Healer Esmeralda. The healer made her report. “There was barely a drop of poison in your sandwiches, Alphas. Even if you'd eaten the whole thing, the worst you'd suffer is a stomachache. Perhaps some dizziness.” “What?” Lucian breathed. “She had to know that wouldn't be enough.” “Maybe it was a prank,” I suggested.

"Then what are you? " His lips curved into a faint, humorless smile. "Complicated." "That's one word for it," I muttered, kneeling beside the bed. "This is going to sting like a bitch." "Such language from a proper village healer," he teased, though his smirk faltered when I pressed the poultice to the first wound. "Fuck!" "I warned you." I tried to be gentle, but the wounds were deep, and the poison had left the surrounding skin inflamed and tender. "So, are you going to tell me what happened? What kind of wolves use poison?"

"But afterward, we need to talk about the warehouse. About exactly what these hunters are planning." She didn't wait for his response, already running toward the emergency bay. Her wolf stirred restlessly, sensing the weight of what was coming. The ambulance sirens grew closer, and with them, a scent that made her blood run cold. Under the chemical burn of poison, she caught something familiar. The hunters hadn't just copied her old pack's healing herbs. They'd weaponized them. They'd been watching her all along.

“Yes. And whoever did it didn’t mean to scare you, Iris. They meant to kill you.” My heart stuttered painfully, and I swallowed. I didn’t need him to tell me that. I had already felt it in the fire burning through my veins, in the way my body had reacted. The healer stepped from my other side, holding a small cup. “You need to drink this. It will help flush out the remaining of the poison.” My stomach twisted at the thought of swallowing anything, but Rowan collected the cup from the healer, opting to feed it to me himself. “Drink,” he said softly.

His eyes rolled back, mouth twitching as foam gathered at the corner of his lips. “Help!” I screamed. “Somebody help us!” Figures appeared from nowhere, but their faces were all smeared… no one was helping… “He’s poisoned,” A healer said flatly, after observing him. “No, no he can’t be—” “Step away, girl,” another voice snapped, but I didn’t know who said it. Everything moved in waves… him being carried, my feet dragging, screams that didn’t sound like mine, and someone grabbing me to pull me back.

And then she was gone. The rage that had ignited in him that day still smoldered, lingering in the dark recesses of his heart. He’d vowed vengeance upon all healers that day, eradicating them so none could ever wield the power they’d denied his mate. And now, here was evidence that one had survived. Maxwell’s voice cut through his reverie. “The healer wolf, my Lord, appears to have lost her connection to her wolf spirit, leaving her far more vulnerable and… more human,” he continued, measuring his words.

“Welcome, my alphas. What may I do for the both of you today?” “The General Alpha, he said that we had our wolves. Is that true?” She nodded, then gestured for us to take a seat. We then sat down as she made a few herbs and poured it into two calabash, giving it to us to drink. “If this is poison, know that you’ll be dead within a couple of seconds.” The healer smiled. “If I wanted to poison you, giving you tea would not be the best I can do. I have other ways.”

I urged her. Before she could continue, her legs gave way. She fell to the ground, clutching her wound. I immediately signaled to the healers. They rushed to her side, checked her quickly, then looked up at me. “She’s been poisoned,” one of them said. Shock passed through us all. Only the healers had been with her. And the question hit me hard. Who had the reason to poison Divine? And what exactly was happening in the lands? __________________________________ Divine's POV