Olivia's POV
Rushing into the bathroom, I vomited and spat a large quantity of blood into the sink. A strong headache hit me, and my eyes became dizzy, so I had to grip the sink to avoid collapsing on the floor.
“You shouldn’t have done it. You know your healing comes with a price, Olivia, and your mother's condition is already worse,” my wolf murmured in my head. I ignored her and continued vomiting thick blood, the result of healing my mother. Unlike some healers, my abilities came with a price: I had to take on the illness of the person I healed and gradually cure myself with my abilities. When my father and I discovered this, he warned me never to use it because it was risky. I did exactly what he had warned against, but today, seeing my mother in such a condition broke my heart, and
