The Rejected Healer: Her Rise as the White Wolf

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d he walked in, looking impeccably fresh in a new suit. But beneath the expensive cologn

ul," Ivan said, c

ousands of insects were skittering across my flesh. My inner wolf sna

k, right over the spot where

lling away sharply. "I don't want

asked it with concern. "You work too hard, Ali. You should rest. O

lock me away or thro

le. "Go shower. You sme

icked shut and the water

he bedroom. I we

a simple Healer, a soft-hearted woman who patched up warriors. He fo

hub. I didn't need his finger. I had the admin override

ted," the sc

engaged with

ht to the wall safe. The code wa

was looking for. A stac

a. Monthly transfers of fifty thousand dollars to a shell

, a blue

was a DNA test

t: Leo

9.9% Match t

at the data charts. I deal with genetics daily. Something was wrong. The a

e raw data suggested... some

something else in the stack. A legal dr

rch on rapid cell regeneration-worth billions to the pharmaceutical companies. The contract stip

bastard,"

bank transfers, the emails between Ivan and my fath

camera in the corne

iked in my temp

eign, intrusive voice, slith

at you were loo

er

dn't be able to Mind-Link me. Sh

, I projected back,

how you something,

zzed. A pic

silk sheet, and around her neck was a necklace

klace. The one my mother swore was being p

s voice echoed in my mind. Your mother gave it

threatening to drown me evaporated. In its pla

nity. They mocked my love.

r of the computer. My eyes, usually a warm h

ains of submission I had placed on her for

he growled

wiped my fingerprints from