Chapter 5 Healer

"How am I able to do that? "I am a healer just like you. "How come you can not just chase the demons away as well?" I asked Tamara, my brows furrowed in confusion at her. Tamara sighed tiredly, and I was beginning to regret interrupting her sleep. She was a very busy person during the day. She had to attend meetings with other pack healers. She was also an advisor to the Moon Tribe pack members. Tamara was like a mother figure to everyone. Warm and kindhearted. One could have almost mistaken her for the Luna of the pack.

Tamara poured herself a glass of water. I watched her gulp the liquid down her throat before joining me on the floor. Not even Hades can explain why you are the only one who can chase the surrounding demons. "It just happened all of a sudden on the first day he met you at the silver pack. "No offense, but that is the only reason why he is keeping you around, because you help him feel peace," Tamara said. Her last statement reminded me of Hades' harsh words from earlier. I was only a mere maid chasing the demons around him away.

I sighed in frustration, all of this meant that I was stuck with Hades fit for what looked like eternity. Just the thought of that made me shudder.

"Although, I think I might have a theory," Tamara said, her words jolted me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I gazed at her with an anxious look, my eyes were wide open, and I gestured to her to go ahead and tell me her theory behind this crazy truth.

"The truth is..." Tamara started. She cleared her throat and flashed me a mischievous smile which made me brace myself for whatever stuff she was about to spill. "Actually, this might not sound pleasing to your ears, but I think you and Hades might share a mate bond." She blurted out.

I choked out a hysteric laughter and shook my head in disagreement. Never! I could never share a mate bond with a monster like that. My mate bond would forever be tied to Justin, my first and only love.

Tamara looked like she was about to push further, but the door to her room flew open wide, and I immediately recognized the muscular figure to be Jones, standing by the door with a confused look on his face. "There she is." He muttered, eyeing me with irritation.

"Alpha Hades requests your presence, Luna Mia," Jones said. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration and muttered a cuss under my breath. I was sick of always having to obey Hades' ruthless requests, even at my own inconvenience. You should go. "We can talk more tomorrow." Tamara nudged my shoulder and flashed me a reassuring smile. I nodded my head at her and slowly excused myself out of her room. I heard her and Jones bicker over something, but that was none of my concern. I stepped back into the room. I felt Hades' hands pull me to himself. We both laid on the bed and, once again, I was performing my duty by chasing the demons away.

The next morning, I was woken up by gunshot noises. At first, I thought it was a dream because, ever since I stepped foot in the Moon Tribe pack house, I have never actually had a good night's rest for once. My nights were always interrupted by scary nightmares of my late husband, Justin.

The gunshot noises grew louder. I snapped my eyes open and, to my uttermost surprise, Hades was no longer in bed. I jerked off the bed, my heart began to race extremely fast and the memory of that day replayed in my head. That day, I lost Justin and my entire pack members. Today felt like that day.

I had a feeling that something worse was going to happen. I rushed towards the front door and hastily locked it for safety. I sat on the bare floor and placed my hands over my ears to block the noise of gunshots. My heart raced extremely fast, and I broke down into tears while fervently praying to the moon goddess that nothing bad had happened to me. To my uttermost surprise, I found myself praying for Hades too and the other members of the Moon Tribe pack.

Eventually, the gunshots stopped. I slowly tiptoed out of the room, my eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of me. Several bodies lying carelessly on the floor, covered in blood.

Tears pricked from the corner of my eyes as I watched everyone struggle to get back on their feet. Suddenly, my eyes settled on a familiar figure. It was Tamara lying carelessly on the floor, covered in her own pool of blood as well. I rushed towards her with tears in my eyes.

"What happened?" I cried out.

"Gun...fight." Tamara managed to choke out. She seemed to be in severe pain as she clutched her stomach tight.

But werewolves are supposed to be able to heal from mere gunshots. "Why are the others still brutally injured?" I asked in fear.

Wolfbanes, the bullets were laced with wolfbanes. A deep and hoarse yet familiar voice startles me behind. I turned around to gaze at Hades, his hands were clutched to his bleeding arm.

How come the Moon Tribe pack got infiltrated? The security here has always been known to be very tight.

What could I do? Tamara was the only professional healer of the pack, and she was severely injured. I was the only amateur healer left.

My heart began to race extremely fast. I felt something engulf me. I suddenly felt this adrenaline within me. My mind kept telling me to slowly place my hands on Hades' arm. I did exactly as my instinct instructed me to.

Hades watched me in shock as I slowly placed my hand on his arm. I shut my eyes for a brief moment, blocking away all the noise. My mother was a healer and right before she passed away, she taught me concentration. Tamara taught me a few things too.

To my uttermost surprise, I felt a soft touch on my cheeks. I snapped my eyes open, and I saw Hades cup my cheeks close. He had a small smile on his face.

For the first time since I got to the Moon Tribe pack, I smiled.

Not only had I harnessed my healing powers, I had also successfully made Hades smile at me.

Maybe we did share a mate bond, maybe yes or maybe not.