The Lost Guard's Healer
Alexa AsheImprisoned in a tower, hunted by a monster and tempted by the one man I should despise. The Bandit Lord stole me from my home and locked me away in stone and secrets. He's my enemy. I should hate him. But hatred doesn't explain why my breath catches when he enters my cell, and why his presence makes my skin burn with something far darker than rage. My magic awakened the moment he touched me. Wild and deadly. He says the tower will contain it. He's lying. Something hunts these halls, drawn to the power I c
The Lost Guard's Healer
Alexa AsheImprisoned in a tower, hunted by a monster and tempted by the one man I should despise. The Bandit Lord stole me from my home and locked me away in stone and secrets. He's my enemy. I should hate him. But hatred doesn't explain why my breath catches when he enters my cell, and why his presence makes my skin burn with something far darker than rage. My magic awakened the moment he touched me. Wild and deadly. He says the tower will contain it. He's lying. Something hunts these halls, drawn to the power I c
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The enemy of my people lies broken in my tent. My oath says heal him. My heart says don’t.
They found him half-drowned after the bridge collapse, more dead than alive. My elders commanded me to save him. I'd rather let him rot. But I gave an oath, and oaths bind deeper than hatred.
So I heal Rourke, the head of the Oathland Guard, the man whose army has hunted my people for generations, who believed we were savages until he woke in my care.
He's a terrible patient. Questions every remedy. Fights every treatment. Watches me like I might slit his throat while he sleeps. The feeling is mutual. Except somewhere between poultices and arguments, the lines start blurring. He sees me. Not as Wildling. As something more.
The magic that disappeared generations ago is flooding back into the world, raw and hungry. My light magic surges brighter each day, connecting me to shadows I don't understand—to something that whispers my name in the darkness.
Rourke is the enemy. But he might be the only one who can help me survive what's waking inside me.
Letting him die would be simpler than admitting I need him. Letting him live might doom us all.
The Lost Guard’s Healer is a steamy enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance filled with forbidden tension, healing magic, and a slow-burn love that could change everything. Recommended for 18+ due to content and language.
