Romans & histoires Woman Is Cured

Nova replied. “A rare disease, you say? Don’t worry, there’s no disease that our Pack cannot cure,” Theron answered. “Please forgive me for speaking once again. Astrid’s illness is not normal, and only the Lunar Elixir could cure her. If she doesn’t get cured soon, she might die,” Nova spoke with her head bowed down. “You ignorant fool!” A loud voice filled the room, making our heads turn to where the voice came from. We watched as a woman wearing a physician’s uniform entered the room with a scowl on her face.

"When things are calm, they fight over power. The moment there's trouble, they vanish faster than anyone!" People like Zeke or Zacharias were nowhere to be found. Frederick frowned, and glanced at the woman on the stretcher, narrowing his eyes. "Hmm, this woman..." Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted, "She’s not dead!" All eyes turned to an elderly man with white hair and a commanding presence, who walked into the crowd confidently. "Everyone, please calm down. This woman is not dead," he announced. "She’s suffering from a condition induced by the beauty product, which caused her body to go into shock. But don't worry, a single dose of our Campbell Pharmaceutical remedy will cure her instantl

As I turned to leave, I caught one last glance of her. That woman was going to change everything—and I couldn’t wait to see it happen. By the time we reached my father’s office, Karen had composed herself again, her usual calm and professional mask slipping back into place—though I could still feel the warmth of our moment lingering in the space between us. Father looked up from his desk as we entered. "Well?" he asked, sharp eyes shifting between us. Karen stepped forward and laid the vial of glowing amber liquid gently on his desk. "I believe I’ve found the cure," she said with quiet certainty.

He huffs and talks to the woman, “And you, did you get the wire thing out like I told you to?” The woman groans, “Yes, Boss. I double checked for any other wires; I couldn’t find any. I left what I dug out there.” Sansom hums, he sounds happier, “Good, but make sure she heals. I need her intact.” The woman scoffs and moves to lean over her, pulling her head around so she can see the wound. “It’s already healing. She heals fast.” The woman sounds impressed, Sansom hums,

Too strange. We all crouched down, examining the woman’s injuries. Nothing major, yet it was clear she wasn’t healing. “We still don’t know,” I admitted. “I’ll take her to Lunaris to the clinic.” “I will take her,” Joe said sternly. I looked at him, stunned. Suddenly, the woman gasped. Her beautiful chocolate-brown eyes fluttered open, studying us in confusion. They widened as her gaze swept between me and Joe. “Sister,” Eilyul exclaimed. My own eyes flew wide, echoing the same thought. How could this be possible?

Both women were astoundingly impressive, yet somehow they were taken aback by my own personal work. “Elena, you cannot seriously mean to undermine your achievements. You developed a literal cure to help werewolf children rebuild their own immune systems so that their bodies will be able to heal themselves on their own,” Claire acknowledged. “That is nothing to ignore. Surely, you realize how many women’s lives you’ve altered with this,” Maya said. “Just knowing that a cure like this exists was enough to make me rethink possibly having children in the future.” Yes, both Claire and Maya were werewolves, and I was deeply pleased that neither of them was blinded by prejudice like some of my prev

The woman who had been lying in the hospital bed, sustained only by a ventilator, was now walking toward them with steady, determined strides. "Ms. Wiley actually woke up? Wasn't she in a deep coma the whole time?" "I heard Cedric tried all sorts of unconventional methods. Who would have thought that with so many specialists at a loss, he actually managed to cure her?" "It looks like he really is going to become the Wiley family's son-in-law." Verna's face lit up with barely concealed joy. Cedric roughly shoved away the bodyguards restraining him and held Miriam in his arms. "Miriam, everyone started picking on me the moment you fell unconscious."

I got so carried away that I only stopped when she spoke. "Doctor, why is your method different from others? It's making me itch even more. It feels like ants are crawling inside." I quickly pulled away. I was afraid she'd realize I wasn't a doctor, "Your case is unusual. We need to fight it with stimulation, draw out the sensation, and release it. That's the only way to cure it," I explained. I made it up on the spot, yet she believed me.

I smiled at Bertie, placing my hands on his back “Now, you know what to do, sweetie. Stay quiet until I’m finished, okay?” I placed my hands on her back, my magic flowing freely through her body, barely finding any signs left of the pneumonia that had almost killed her weeks ago. “I agree with your mother. You look great. Just one or two more sessions and you’ll be able to go back to school.” I told Bertie, and as she celebrated, I smiled at her mother “Keep taking her medication. Who knows, she might not even need me anymore if she continues to heal so quickly.” "This is thanks to you, my Luna." The woman bowed deeply "Thank you."

Cassia’s heart clenched. “Mom,” she whispered, taking Evelyn’s cold hand in hers. There was no response. Tears blurred her vision. “She’s infected with the sickness spreading through Red Moon Pack,” Beta Greg said weakly. “There’s no cure.” Cassia’s head snapped up. “There is,” she said firmly. “There’s a cure. I made the cure.” Beta Greg’s brows lifted in astonishment. He looked at her — really looked at her — and saw not the daughter he had lost, but the woman she had become.