The Healer’s Fatal Warning Novels & Stories

I laugh out of anger and say, "I'm Alpha Xander's cousin. I don't pay a single cent in his territory. If anyone has a problem with that, have Xander come say it to my face." But the healer only rolls her eyes. "You bitch, trying to use such lowly tricks to get my Alpha's attention? You wish! If you don't pay up today, I'll strip you naked and throw you onto the street so that everyone can smell how foul you are!" She has no idea who she's threatening. I take a deep breath and quickly contact my Beta. "Tell Xander—either banish this healer from the pack, or I'll banish him." ...

“I’m going to carve that wink out of your skull and feed it to you, you smiling psycho piece of...” “We found a solution,” the head healer blurted. My head snapped toward him so fast something in my neck popped. Huh? The word hung in the air. Impossible. There was no solution. I’d killed the last three people who ever claimed to know one. I’d watched them bleed out begging while I laughed. There. Was. No. Fucking. Cure. Dante leaned forward, elbows on his knees, glass dangling forgotten between his fingers. “Speak.” The healer swallowed hard, eyes darting between me and the four predators in velvet chairs.

I shot a quick look at the healer, hoping she'd pick up on it too, but her expression only grew more shadowed with worry. "It's rough," she replied, shaking her head. "The sickness is pushing toward his heart. I'm worried it'll turn even uglier by daybreak." I gawked at this intruder, stunned. Who did she think she was, strolling in like she owned the room? And why did her voice ring so familiar in my ears? I turned to Liam, praying he'd speak up or say anything at all, but he stood frozen, watching the healer chat with this outsider as if it was no big deal.

Someone comes in here everyday and injects me with poison, still keeping my connection with Sapphire broken, making me fear I’ll never connect with her again. As my mind keeps reeling and rambling on about what ifs, the bedroom door opens and a healer comes in. “Hello, dear. How are you feeling today?” She asks with a kind smile. I smile awkwardly at her trying to sit up, “you mean, how am I doing in this hell hole. Against my will, away from my mate whose babies I’m carrying? Then great. Just great,” I say sarcastically. The healer frowns at me but doesn’t say anything about my outburst instead she checks my vitals, “ drink this… don’t ask any questions either. If they find out I gave this

I asked, voice shaking. “We’ve called the Pack Healer,” Sarter said, hurrying back inside. A little later, Alpha Marcus, Luna Evelyn, and Lily all arrived. Shadows lay over everyone’s faces. When the Pack Healer finally stepped out, Marcus strode forward. “How is Elder Mya?” The healer only shook his head, heavy with helplessness. “Alpha Marcus, I warned you about this before.” Marcus froze, mouth opening but no words coming. His pallor made something inside me go cold; my legs gave out and I sank to the floor.

Slowly, piece by piece, she was tearing my life apart. The healer began to gather her herbs again, muttering about rest and balance, about how Ari must be kept calm and watched closely. Her voice was a dull hum in my ears. I didn’t hear half of it. All I heard was the echo of her words: Stay away. Or you may kill him. Kael asked more questions, sharp and precise, his Alpha tone breaking through. “Who would dare do this? Can it be undone?” The healer shook her head. “I cannot say who. But whoever it was… they used strong power. To undo it, we would need truth. Roots. And time. But time is not kind when a child blooms too soon.”

“You don’t possibly think I would let something happen to me when I have not yet fully experienced what it means to be the husband of the woman my soul longs for.” My face flushed at his words, and just as I was about to respond, the door suddenly opened. A healer stepped in, but she looked different from the others. Older. Wiser. There was something in her expression that made the entire room feel heavier. “I’m sorry to barge in,” she said, her voice calm but urgent. “But after hearing what the other healers told me outside, I could not stay back for even a second. I know what is wrong with you, Alpha. Please, let me speak.”

She wrapped her arms around herself, looking younger and more fragile than Selene had ever seen her, all traces of the sharp, composed woman from that first night entirely gone. "You warned us about tonight," Selene said. "You could have stayed silent and let this happen without any warning at all. You didn't." "That doesn't undo the beginning," Lyra said quietly. "No," Kael agreed. "But it matters anyway." They gathered the healer's body carefully, wrapping her in a cloak retrieved from one of the horses, grief settling heavy over the clearing despite the relief of survival. She had tended half the wounds in Ashwood over the years, had sat beside Selene while stitching Kael's ribs only hour

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

“I cannot continue this life without you. You are the only person who has ever truly loved me. Even before you knew what I was you loved me. You cannot die. Please. Please wake up.” Doctor Harlan remained kneeling but did nothing more. I lifted my head and stared at him through the blur of tears. “Is there nothing you can do? Do something. Try something. Anything.” He shook his head once. “Your Majesty, there is nothing I can do. He was warned. I told him that the next attack of this kind could be the last. It appears that my warning has come true.”