Celia's POV
The next day, I was called into Healer Anderson’s office.
He's a very very famous Old Healer. He's our pack's proud. Almost the best Healer in the world.
Many people dream of becoming his student, some even going crazy for the slightest chance to meet him.
He was intrigued by my grandmother’s rare illness—that’s how we met.
When I entered the small and warm room, Healer Anderson smiled at me, gesturing to the seat to sit.
“I am very surprised to see you in here, Celia,” Healer Anderson begins.
He offers me a glass of tea, which I take, and smile at him.
“I would have never expected you to make such a bold choice!” Anderson says.
I stifle a chuckle and take a sip from the teacup.
The green tea is hot and soothes my nerves. I set it back down on the saucer and turn
