You are Mine,Only Mine novel Chapter 54

My mouth dropped open and I stuttered the next part. "W-what? I thought you said Healers didn't exist. Don't you hate me?" I began to panic and get off him, but he chuckled and pushed me back down.

"Chill. I was confused myself. I would never hate you. I asked your mom while you were in the shower. It happens to be the Wrodes secret. It is the very reason why you people are now number one instead of second to the Healers. Because, you people are the Healers.

"The Wrodes are interesting. It happened to be that a female Healer had survived, mated with a human and the four off springs were half human and half Healer. Therefore, the lines carried after that could only skip a generation before the next batch of Healers were born. That means, your Grandfather is a healer, but your mom is not because it had skipped her generation, making you and your brother the next Healers. However, your brother was born a regular werewolf because Mother Nature decided it, I guess."

I couldn't contain my shock. My mouth flew open and I had nothing to say. I was speechless and amazed at the information Weston had given me, but it seemed insufficient. It wasn't enough.

"I'm not werewolf material. I'm not Healer material. Isn't Healers supposed to be the bad of everyone? Or is it good? Healers were supposed to heal, right? I don't know anything."

"That's why you just got to take it slow and get your lazy ass up. We start training tomorrow," Weston said, ignoring my protest.

I crouched down, my fingertips touching the ground near my feet. My flyaway hairs patted down unto my forehead with sweat. My purple tank top was drenched in sweat, making me scrunch my nose up in disgust of the horrible smell emitting from me.

"Go!" Weston yelled as I heard the beep of his timer.

Just like that, I flew from my position, running where Weston had told me to run. I felt the cold breeze hit my face, my bare arms, and legs, causing goose bumps to form. I ran flawlessly, turning to dodge the trees in the forest while I heard the crunching of leaves beneath my Nike sneakers.

My running ability was much better now. I couldn't even run before, but now I was running like Flash. Prior to my new abilities, one mile was enough for me and now, I was running a total of ten miles. My eyesight zoomed up on things that were in the way, telling me to dodge them.

Right when my eyes caught the orange cone, beckoning me to turn and run back to where I started, I ran faster. My feet was light on the ground, it wasn't pounding like a normal person. I rounded the cone, running back to where Weston was.

Once I crossed the cone, I heard the beep of the timer again. I had to put my hands behind my head to open up my lungs. I remember the first time, I had put my hands on my knees, wheezing, and Weston barked at me that I was just straining my lungs.

"Four hundred, babe," Weston said, amusement lacing in his voice. "After, four hundred sit ups."

"What?" I yelled, looking at him from the position I was in. "You're kidding right? I can barely do seven!"

"Do I look like I'm kidding? Besides, you are a werewolf now. Anything is possible. I'm doing this for you benefit. I don't care if you're tired, scared, hungry, thirsty, or if you don't like me," he said in a falsetto coach voice.

I looked at him stupidly before blinking, "Actually you do."

"True," he shrugged. "Just drop and give me four hundred!"

He blew his whistle that he wasted his money on. I rolled my eyes and surprisingly, did four hundred pushups and sit-ups in a breeze. I was on my last ten sit-ups and I felt my stomach muscles roaring in pain and this was the point I was literally slowing down! "Come on babe," Weston cheered. "Don't stop now! Ten more! Here, I'll give you a quick kiss every time you come up."