But that isn’t true, at least not when it concerns the non-healing part of my gift. The healing part has always come more naturally to me than the other—that of calming aggression in a pack. That aspect of my gift isn’t easy, but that probably has more to do with me spending more time hiding in the forest than actually using it.

Fortunately for me, my father ran his pack with an iron fist, so I never needed to worry about stemming any aggression. He did that. So much so that even though ...