Page 45 of His Impossible Elf Mate
His enthusiasm was catching, yet I saw Roan rub his face wearily with his working hand. “I’ll give it a try.” He looked his mate in the eyes. “This has to be the last time, Hiro. We need to let this go. I’m fine without it.”
My heart ached in sympathy for the shifter. It must have been difficult to become used to the lack of sensation in his arm, without having to contend with the regular healings I knew Hiroshi was subjecting him to. He probably did not want to get his hopes up.
“Okay,” Hiroshi began to explain, “so Teárlach is going to hold on to my shoulder and try a spell that he thinks will focus his magic into me. He’s going to be an... I forget how he said it.” Hiro looked at me for the right word.
“Amplifier,” I supplied.
“Yeah, like in those books you read!” Hiro’s smile for his mate was so soft and sweet that I felt like I was intruding on a personal moment.
“Okay, so T is going to amplify your healing?”Roan asked.
“Yes, so I can target the area with a surge of power. It needs to break down what is blocking the area. Then I can use what’s left to heal the damage that hasn’t repaired itself.”
It helped me direct my power, knowing exactly how Hiroshi was going to do the healing.
“So you think it’s the initial healing that was the issue?” Roan’s brow puckered with a frown.
The light in Hiroshi’s eyes dimmed with sadness. “Yes. Simply, I threw as much power at you as I could afford, maybe more, just trying to pull you back from the brink. I think the too rapid healing left scar tissue affecting nerves. It didn’t help that it had already been badly injured before.”
Roan took his mate into a hug, gripping him with his working arm. “I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. You saved my life. Everything else wasn’t important.”
“I know. I guess it’s just that I’m used to being the best. That sounds ridiculous doesn’t it? All over the world I have this rep and I feel like I’m not living up to it with your healing.” They shared another private moment that made me wish I’d waited outside until I was needed.
“You are so important to me. I just want to get this right to show you that.”
The pair were adorable together, but they had a family to get home to and I wanted to find Axel. “I am ready when you are, Hiroshi.”
Nodding, Hiroshi stepped back. “Take off your shirt, please,” he said to Roan.
He did as his mate asked, and sat on the examination table, putting him at a more comfortable height for Hiroshi to rest his hands on his skin. The omega was quite a bit shorter than both me and Roan.
The skin on Roan’s shoulder was badly scarred from that day. In many circles, a wound such as his would have been life ending. Now it was a morbid trophy of a battle won. Hiroshi had really pulled off a miracle to keep Roan alive after such an injury.
With no cue, Hiroshi began his healing. The glow wrapped around Roan, comforting with a faint prickle to it as it sought out injury. I loved to watch the healers work. We elves could heal our own, but nothing to this degree.
I watched for a moment as Hiroshi’s innate magic sought out the scar tissue and began to break it down.
Then I began the words for healing in my native tongue and laid both hands on Hiroshi, directing the power through him. The glow from my magic was a faint pink color. Hardly a surprising color since it meant compassion, nurturing. That’s what I felt. Compassion for Hiroshi’s mission to heal his mate and for Roan’s pain. Nurturing as I wanted to help Hiroshi’s magic grow so it could fulfill its purpose.
My magic had only grown to show the color pink when I had mastered a modicum of inner peace. Hoursof meditating and training had helped me master my magic, giving me the faint pink color.
It joined with Hiroshi’s gold, making it brighter until my eyes hurt with how radiant it was.
Unconnected to Roan, I was unsure how the healing was going, so I continued to push magic through the omega.
I saw Roan’s fingers twitch.
“Keep going!” he urged.
Feeling tired but buoyed by our success, I chanted louder, my magic deepening in color as my passion intensified. I was helping! No longer was I just a prince or a general in the army, I was using my goddess given magic to help.
Deep pink and gold merged into a stunning bronze as Roan’s fingers truly flexed in a way that proved this was working. He gripped the edge of the bed easily, all signs of pain gone.
Still, the magic continued. I felt a little dizzy, yet I could not stop, caught up in my joy at our success.
“Hiroshi, T, let it go. It’s done! Look!” Roan raised both of his hands in the air, dislodging Hiroshi’s grip on him and breaking the circle of magic.
“T, let him go!”
