Emily
"Sweetheart, I'd love to train you. God, you will be such a good healer once we're done. I always knew you were someone special, and I'm so happy to hear your wolf finally woke up." Emma says, smiling at me as she arranges some of her herbs in her caddy. "And call me Emma. Calling me auntie makes me feel so old." she scrunches her nose, making me chuckle.
"You got it, aun- um...I mean Emma." I say, making her chuckle, rolling her eyes.
"I always told your grandpa and your parents that you would be the next healer in our family. But I guess they were just scared," she says, smiling and putting away more herbs. I smiled, grabbing a small glass jar filled with calendula.
