“Why aren’t you healing?” Asks Damian.
“I wish I knew... I thought I would heal like any werewolf now that my wolf is fully awake, but... I don’t get it. Maybe it’s the salt from the seawater?”
“You’re not a bad spirit, Nora, salt doesn’t affect werewolves...” sighs Liam.
“Maybe a Witch’s curse, then?”
“You mean the ones that our father would be stupid enough to keep living in a city full of werewolves instead of exterminating them...?”
I feel Damian stiffen all of a sudden, but Liam doesn’t notice it. I knew about their father having chased all vampires out of Silver City years ago. That’s not a secret for anyone. He made sure it was... blatant. I don’t think I have heard anything about witches, though. Is it the mention of their father that makes him react then...?
“Liam’s right, I don’t think we have any witches in the area, and anyway, I don’t see why a witch would have anything against you. You were under the radar until a few days ago,” says Tonia.
Well, I don’t have any other ideas. I keep looking at my cut, disturbed, but Damian puts his hand on it, slowing the bleeding. I sigh and rest my head on his shoulder once again. He presses his lips against my forehead gently.
“It’s okay, we’re almost there, baby girl.”
“Thanks, Tonia, but... I don’t get it. Why don’t I heal? There is already enough going on, with my brother and all the mystery surrounding my birth, and now this...”
Nobody answers, but I feel Damian tensing up. I should have known. If it appears that I am really unable to heal myself, my already very protective mate will probably not like it at all... We finally arrive at the hospital, but no VIP room this time. Damian carries me straight to the ER, and an old lady doctor comes to examine me. She is tall, skinny, with long white hair. She seems acquainted with Tonia, judging how they are openly conversing about my injuries and sharing her notes. Apparently, other than my apparent cuts, I have a broken rib and a few bruises. After a few stitches and the bandaging, I’m only left with some swelling and an ice pack. Liam gives me a wink. “Not bad for a first battle.”
“Nana, any idea why Nora isn’t able to heal herself?” Tonia asks the doctor.
Wait, what? Does this mean this woman is actually Bobo and Tonia’s grandmother? She does look a bit like the siblings now that I think about it... She has the same chocolate-colored skin and Bobo’s greenish eyes. Well, that would explain how Tonia knows so much medical stuff without being a medic herself.
“I don’t know, sweetie. This is the first time I see such a thing. Well, you are healing a bit faster than a human, to be honest, but a regular werewolf would already be healed by now.”
“Then what is it? Maybe a spell?”
The doctor rolls her eyes at Tonia.
“What’s this idiotic idea? No witchcraft can prevent a werewolf from healing herself. Trust me, I know enough about black and white magic to know this has nothing to do with it.”
I’m even more curious now. Bobo and Tonia’s grandmother seems to be acquainted with magic, how cool is that? She smiles at me and shows my banded injury with a comforting smile.
“It’s going to be fine. You just have to bear it the human way.”
“I can do that. It’s not like this is my first time...”
Liam smiles, but his brother is clearly not happy about it. Damian remained silent until the doctor came and was next to me for the whole examination. Now though, I think it might have been better for him to stay outside. He reacts so negatively each time I’m wounded...
We exchange a look, and he exits the room without a word. Tonia’s grandma watches him go, but she clearly isn’t affected by his Alpha aura.
She is not one of us, whispers my wolf.
Oh, that certainly explains it. I wonder how she got werewolves grandchildren then? After all, she still seems to know quite a lot about werewolf specifics.
“He probably just went to call Nate or Neal,” explains Liam.
I nod and turn to Tonia and her grandmother.
“Then, can I go now, doctor? I have spent enough time in the hospital as it is, recently.”
“Oh, you can call me Nana or Granny Adriana, sweetie. And yes, just make sure you take your medicine, and you’re free to go. Rest well tonight, and make sure you eat enough, sweetie. Antonia, tell your brothers they have to come to see their old Nana sometime.”
Granny Adriana gives us a smile and exits the room. Liam and I turn to Tonia with the same smirk.
“Antonia?” I tease.
