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Marcus later told me that was the moment I was burned into his memory, becoming his eternal moonlight. Years later, when Alice fell gravely ill and was admitted to the pack's healing center, Marcus and I crossed paths again. He had become a composed and brilliant head healer, his wolf's natural instincts making him extraordinarily gifted at sensing illness and injury. Meanwhile, I was frantically grasping at every possible lifeline to keep my sister breathing. Without my knowledge, Marcus had been covering all of Alice's medical expenses and personally overseeing her treatment, his healing energy flowing into her night after night to pull her back from death's threshold.

The scene was chaotic, but I ignored them and looked at the doctor. "How is the patient's condition?" Dr. Patterson removed his protective gear and nodded at me. "His condition is stable. He regained consciousness briefly, said what he needed to say, then fell back asleep. However, from now on he cannot engage in any strenuous activity."

"That's good. It's not easy raising a pup alone. I always thought you were a single mother." I smiled faintly. I wasn't before, but soon I would be one. "Megan Cross, you're the most skilled healer we have. Without you, the common folk won't have anyone to treat them. They can't afford the fees of the nobles' healers." Emily glanced at the patients lying nearby and sighed. I gave a helpless smile and turned to leave the healer's tent—only to run straight into Alpha King Jason Boone of the Northern Realm and Princess Bailey Shaw of the Silvermoon Pack. They were both visiting injured warriors.

"They built a weapon. This entire Theatre is a massive transmitter. If we play the Zero Tape, it won't just heal the people in Owerri—it will permanently rewrite the 'Void' code in every brain on the continent." Julian stepped behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he looked at the console. "It’s a 'System Restore' for humanity, Elara. But to trigger it, you have to stay connected to the transmitter. The surge... it could burn out the 'Gold' in your blood forever. You’d just be a normal girl again. No more hum. No more light." I looked at the "Gold" scar on my arm, then back at the microphone. I thought of my 410 readers. I thought of the students at FUTO. I thought of the life I wa

By Monday morning, I felt strong enough to return to my healing duties. I arrived at the pack's healing center to find Heather Reed waiting outside my office, her violet-tinged eyes worried. "Aurora," she said, wringing her hands. "I wanted to warn you before you went in." My heart sank. "What's happened?" "The council has temporarily relieved you of your position as chief healer," Heather explained quietly. "They're citing negligence in properly documenting the properties of rare herbs." The accusation was absurd. My documentation was meticulous—every healer in the territory knew that.

Keagan was shocked, he had never spent that much money so casually. “Yes, 1000 dollars for each attribute, that will deduct your account balance to 99,999,995,000 USD,” “Okay, that’s still a lot of money left, okay it is fine I will use the 5000,” “....... Purchase complete, your healing attribute is now at 45!” The voice resounded, washing over Keagan's senses. In that instant, a tingling sensation coursed down his leg, a chill that brought both comfort and rejuvenation. It was as if an unseen force had gently caressed his injured limb.

"He'll find another healer. What I am sure of is getting this girl off the board. She is an anomaly. I don't like playing with people who I don't know or understand. Just do the things I ask of you and you will continue to be by my side, Amity. The winning side." Amity nodded. "Of course." Now I thought about my plan. Dimitri had joyfully mentioned that Hector wasn't having an adverse reaction to the healing. I knew what he meant by that. Previous healers had to go through the same examination. It never worked out because Hector always got violent reactions to their gifts. If Hector were to suddenly gain another reaction then the new healer would be another failure. "Are there any other pris

All the healers who participated in the cover-up received severe disciplinary action. However, because they confessed and I spoke on their behalf, explaining they had been coerced, the Council decided on a lighter sentence. Their healer's marks were downgraded, and their packs' territorial resources and neutral zone privileges were reduced.

The woman opens her eyes really big, "I'm open to clients if you ever feel bad or anything. Or someone in your family. I could heal your energ..." "What the hell is taking you so long?" Rio spits, walking into the hotel suddenly, looking paranoid, "I've been out there for five minutes.” "She was telling me she's a healer," the woman replies and Rio turns to look at me like he wants to choke me, "I've never met one, I'm so curious. My wolf is completely fine, but maybe you could take a look? I can't miss the opportunity."

“Tis is always to be here.” “And you are Steve Kane, the challenged.” Grimkeeper said as he like he was certain. Steve noticed that the man’s eyes were stark black orbs with no iris or white. Grimkeeper sniffed loudly. “You smell sweetly of death,” he said it like it was a compliment. “So many lives have died by your hands.” Emma was unnerved by the way the black-eyed man spoke. His voice was familiar but Emma was so confused that she could not place it. “And you are the Healer who also holds death in her hands,” Grimkeeper said with a smile. Emma shivered uncomfortably as she looked into his eyes. She saw…nothing and everything in the strange being’s eyes. She averted her eyes unable to mai