Chapter 16
For the first time in a long time, Adena greeted me. Perhaps she’d grown lonely while locked up in the van, because she launched herself off the back of a seat and fluttered against my chest as I stumbled upright. Settling her with an effort, I trailed my fingers through slick feathers until I contacted warm skin, one word reverberating through my brain:
Pack.
I didn’t have long to bask in our reunion however, because Benjie barreled past without waiting for me to angle myself sideways. “Pardon me, ‘scuse me, coming through.”
Despite his words, he was far from careful. The shaman had hung onto his duffel bag throughout the run to the hospital and the sprint out of it, and the bulky satchel now swept Adena off my shoulder before whacking against the side of my head far harder
