The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Sage

The pendant feels different now that I know its history. Not just a mysterious link to my past, but potentially a key to ancient healing knowledge. If only I knew how to access it.

“Focus,” the head healer instructs as I examine a warrior’s infected wound. “Don’t think about healing. Feel it.”

I close my eyes, letting my hands hover over the injury. There’s something there – a sense of wrongness I can’t quite explain. “The infection spreads deeper than it looks,” I murmur. “Like threads of darkness under the skin.

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“Exactly.” She sounds pleased. “The healing packs could sense illness this way. Reading the body’s patterns, understanding what it needs.”

We’ve been testing these abilities all morning. Not the dramatic soul–healing the ancient texts describe, but practical applications of what seems to come naturally to me. My mysterious talent for knowing which herbs to combine, for sensing where injuries run deepest.

“It’s like…” I struggle to explain as I work. “Like the body tells me what it needs, if I listen closely enough.”

The warrior’s infection responds quickly to my treatment. Word spreads, and more wolves cautiously seek help despite the ongoing suspicion about my past.

But not everyone appreciates these developments.

“Dangerous,” I overhear Eris telling a group of nobles. “These unnatural abilities. Perhaps our ancestors had good reason to fear such power.‘

Victoria adds fuel to the whispers: “Who knows what else she might be capable of? What darkness might awaken with these… gifts?”

Their words find fertile ground among those already suspicious of my unknown origins. I notice wolves drawing back when I pass, mothers pulling pups away. Not everyone, but enough to hurt.

“Let them talk,” Iris declares when she finds me brooding in the garden. “They’re just scared because they don’t understand.”

“Maybe they should be scared.” I stare at my hands. “I don’t understand it either.”

“But you haven’t stopped helping, have you? Even those who whisper about you still come for healing when they’re hurt enough.”

She’s right. Despite their fears, wolves still seek me out when pain outweighs prejudice. Just yesterday, Victoria’s own cousin came to me secretly about a training injury.

The head healer finds me later, poring over ancient texts. “Your instincts with herbs,” she says thoughtfully. ” The way you knew exactly how to counter those poisons… it’s all connected.”

“To what?”

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“To who you are. Who you were always meant to be.” She spreads out a scroll showing detailed drawings of healing techniques. “These aren’t just instructions. They’re birthright.”

I trace the familiar patterns, so similar to what my hands do naturally. “But without my wolf…”

“Perhaps the wolf isn’t the source of power,” she suggests. “Perhaps it’s the other way around.‘

Before I can ask what she means, commotion erupts outside. Training accident – a young wolf thrown badly during practice.

I reach his side just as Eris arrives. “Don’t touch him,” she commands. “We can’t risk-”

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