Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 754

Chapter 99 : Nothing is More Beautiful

Angelica ran back inside and gave Soren an imploring look.

“We need to get Charles to a bed. Can he come in?”

“Of course. There is a room at the top of the hall,” Soren said.

Several women and elders came through the door, carrying an even older man. He was unconscious and pale with white, messy hair. He had to be at least sixty years old.

His arms were covered in bloody scratches, some really deep, and his pats were torn with similar scratches on his legs. Something had worked him over really well.

“Oh no!” a woman sobbed, covering her mouth.

“Charles! No, please not Charles!”

“Get him upstairs to a bed,” I said, pointing to the stairs. “You should call in your healer immediately.”

The people carrying Charles paused looked at me like I was crazy. But if Charles didn’t get help soon, he would be dead!

Lilian cleared her throat. “Elder Charles is our healer. He’s… none of us can help him…”

I frowned and my stomach sank. No wonder he was so important to them and why his condition upset them.

“How did he get injured?” I asked.

They started carrying Charles back upstairs but Lilian, Angelica, and several others stayed downstairs with me.

“The last we heard, Charles went to the temple mountains looking for more survivors. He thought there would be Norwind warriors that could use his help after the explosion. He must have gotten injured…” Lilian explained.

Angelica sighed and looped an arm around herself.

“If Elder Charles dies…” She sniffled and covered her mouth with her hand.

I could see how heartbroken she was in her eyes. There were other sniffles from women in the crowd. Charles was well loved and clearly a symbol of hope in the pack. If he died, I worried their entire spirit would be destroyed.

This group had lost their warriors, their defenses, their families, their food, and now… their healer was down. How could they survive as a pack going forward? Were they even a pack anymore?

“Everyone should stop crying!” A young voice echoed in the hall, loudly and clearly. “My grandfather isn’t dead yet. We can save him!”

Instantly, the women stopped sobbing and sniffling.

From the crowd came a young man. He was only about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was tall and lanky, hadn’t grown into himself yet, his eyes brimming with tears. He held his breath as he came toward me and I could tell he was trying not to let his tears fall.

The boy examined Charles’ wound. After a while, he sighed and bowed his head.

His grandfather might have been training him to be a healer, I guessed based on the other’s reactions.

However, Charles’s wounds were beyond the boy’s skill level. I could see it in his eyes.

The boy’s jaw tightened and he came over to me and Soren, his face set in a firm, determined mask.

He met my eyes for a moment and dropped down on one knee in front of me.

I bit my lip and looked at Soren. What was this kid doing? He didn’t owe me any respect or fealty.

“Enzo, what are you doing?” someone from his pack asked.

before an

of

boy, Enzo, ignored them. He looked

Hathaway, help my grandfather.

reached for

young, but he had fierce determination in his eyes. He clearly didn’t care what the

to repay you for the rest of my life.

healer,” I said, shaking

heard Alpha Chandler call you a witch. My grandfather has taught me a lot about healing and he said

He blinked several times, keeping his tears back.

pleaded, her voice brimming with

whatever we can

were on me. So much

Sighing, I finally nodded.

was a powerful healer and I was her niece. Maybe I had some of her powers. And the spellbook was bound to have healing magic in it,

know what I can do, if anything. But I agree, we can’t just sit here and do nothing.

motioned for Enzo to come with me. We headed upstairs to my room and

spellbook out of my belongings and started flipping through it. There were so many plants in there and I didn’t know

taught some healing?”

me

you know about

I helped him pick more herbs. He taught me

with us and our own healer is away. So, we

“That’s okay…”

know the herbs that grow around

He nodded.

plants that are available around this region. Preferably the

Enzo the spellbook. He creased

any language I

plants and I’ve written their common

I gave him a piece of paper to

sat on the opposite side of the room. He

Ever since Soren got injured and Eros gave him the wrong plant medicine, I’d been keeping my own notebook of mixtures, poultices, and tonics that were good for

in a situation again where Soren was hurt and I couldn’t help

few spell recipes from my notebook and

after a couple of hours. His eyes were scrunched up and his tongue stuck out the

a good list of herbs here. They’re all local and I know

“Let me see.”

my hand out and Enzo passed me the paper. Quickly, I glanced over the herbs he’d selected. Then I looked at my

few medicine recipes I had that would work for Charlse but I had to make some substitutions with the herbs Enzo would be able to

know about plant substitutions?” I asked. I showed Enzo the herbs

and then makes me list off other herbs that have the same properties. We can

herbs as he spoke about

nodded and scribbled down some notes on

And you can gather these three herbs

know

“Let me just draw up pictures to make sure we collect the right ones… we had a mishap recently where the

Eros mistreating Soren’s wounds because I

of paper and sketched out the plants we’d need, along with their names and a few other descriptions. With the pictures, Payne, Thomas, or some of our men could

the wounds and promote healing. We’ll also make a potion to keep any infections out of his blood,” I told Enzo. “Take a look. Based on your knowledge, is there anything

handed the recipe

out a couple