Page 75 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

"The wolf who is blessed with the gift of healing often lacks something. The first one recorded in history was a mute, she was born without a tongue and therefore she couldn't speak, but the gift of healing ran through her veins. The second was blind and the third was paralysed from the waist down. Very little is known about healer wolves and some even think they are a myth, but for someone like myself who loves medicine and healing, I have done extensive research. I believed in it, but there is no clear proof. The healer wolves hold many abilities, although knowledge of what exactly those are has been lost. It also means you are without a doubt of Asheton heritage. The past healer wolves were all known to be from that lineage." Callum explained.

I was beyond stunned, unable to really believe his words. Rayhan standing before me perfectly well, looking at me smiling was proof enough, right? It seemed Callum wasn’t done.

"The Asheton blood is said to be from one of the very first werewolf families that came into existence."

"Wow…" Raven murmured.

"It would also make sense for your mother’s special abilities. Giving birth to a healer wolf is very dangerous and not something an ordinary she-wolf would be able to do. Apparently, if we go by the myths and legends, Selene was gifting her children the ability to grant life - something the other Gods disapproved of. So she made a deal that she would only grant this ability to a rare few, and in return, take something else from them to compensate. In your case, your night vision." He took a deep breath and continued.

"It is said that some of the Gods tried to cheat her, to kill the women who carried these healers, so Selene granted them the strength to protect their pup. Your mother's extreme self-healing must have played a part in her own and your survival." Doctor Callum looked grave now.

Just the thought made my blood run cold. If it hadn't been for the mention of the name Asheton in my Great Uncle’s books, I wouldn’t have believed it so easily.

"So long story short, when you touched my wound, you healed it somewhat. By tomorrow or the day after, I’ll probably be as good as new." Rayhan said, now walking over to the bed and taking a seat. I could tell he was still in pain.

I glared at him; I was not going to let him off the hook!

"Can you stop challenging him?!" I said annoyed.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Well, he acts like he's the damn…" He trailed off, making a face and I knew what he was going to say – ‘Like he’s the damn King or Alpha' – unfortunately he was both.

"Exactly, so please, if you want to do something for me then please don’t piss him off." I stated.

"Are you alright?" He asked me, not even caring about what I just said.

I felt a sting of pain at the memory but I was not going to let him get me down. I was Kiara Westwood, I was not a pushover.

"Perfectly. Just annoyed that he didn’t mention his engagement." I said sighing.

"Well... Excuse me." Callum said leaving, knowing the conversation was getting serious.

"Care to share what happened?" Raihana asked.

"Never you mind, Uncle and I kind of fought." Rayhan said, it was clear she didn’t really know the full story.

It was better this way. I knew she had been asleep when we kissed… and I didn’t really want to make stuff more awkward.

"Well, that house is a wreck… Do we go back there?" Raven asked.

"No, I can set you all up elsewhere." Serena said.

"Raven, you can do as you wish but I'm going back there. I'm not going to let him think he had an effect on me." I said firmly. My eyes flashed a brilliant purple.

Rayhan sighed.

"You’re more stubborn than your mother…"

"And you’re nearly as hot-headed as your Uncle." I shot back.

Raven huffed, giving in.

"For you, I’ll go back there…" She muttered.

"Me too… I mean, Uncle's been ok with me…" Raihana said, looking at her brother.

Rayhan didn’t say anything, as if contemplating what he should say.

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