Healer (Shifter Island Book 5) by Carol Davis

Author:Carol Davis [Davis, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-08-10T18:30:00+00:00

Eleven

The daylight seemed harsh the next morning—it almost seemed to strip away her skin and leave her thoughts and feelings exposed for all to see. She was clothed again, but felt more naked than she ever had in her life.

Of course they all knew she had coupled with Jed again, and in the most wild of ways. There’d been nothing tender, nothing affectionate about it. Most of the others had experienced a coupling like that at least once or twice, so it was no mystery to them, but Deborah couldn’t help but feel that Jed’s wolf had expressed something that no one here would understand.

Caleb was right, she decided.

She and Jed needed to go into Isolation, turn themselves over to their wolves, and hope that the gods would see fit to guide them.

Her body ached a little as she made her way through the settlement, heading for her simple but very comfortable home. A number of families had lived there before she and Victor had claimed it as theirs, and she’d always been able to sense their presence. The love those wolves had felt for each other seemed to suffuse the walls, the floors, the furniture, the air itself.

It was a good home, she thought. Safe and warm.

And it held a thousand memories of Victor. Sitting there in the chair in front of the fire. Eating his dinner at the head of the table. And of course, languishing in their bed on lazy mornings.

“Come to me,” she whispered. “Tell me what to do.”

But he wouldn’t, would he? In all those dreams she’d had over the past few months, he’d spoken not a word.

“Good morning, healer.”

“A good day to you, healer.”

She smiled and nodded, but couldn’t manage to return the greetings. Luckily, her neighbors thought her smile was enough of a response, and they went on their way. Rachel waved to her from down the road a ways, but didn’t try to summon her, and a couple of others did the same thing.

She was halfway home when little Timothy ran across her path, but all he did was whoop—the war cry of a child—and disappear into the woods.

By the gods, her body was sore.

It happened sometimes during her monthly courses, but those had come and gone. And it wasn’t just the intimate parts of her that ached. Her limbs were leaden and uncooperative, and her back and shoulders ached, as if she’d carried some enormous burden the length of the island and back.

Maybe this was what aging was like. Maybe Sara felt like this all the time.

There was only one thing to be done for it. She prescribed it frequently for one female or another, and for the wolves—both male and female—who had tried to tackle too much work and had pulled a muscle or twisted a joint.

As she’d hoped, Cara was working near the big wooden tub, and the fires were burning brightly.

“Good morning, healer,” the young female called out as Deborah approached.

The last few steps felt like a hundred miles.

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