Mistaken Captives by Rhiannon Held

Author:Rhiannon Held
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: werewolf archaeology, roanoke pack, adventure
Publisher: Rhiannon Held
Published: 2018-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Faith finished eating fairly quickly, leaving her once more with her choice of terribly uncomfortable dozing positions to try to pass the night. Assuming she hadn’t guessed wrong, meaning it was too early in the evening to sleep. Her thoughts felt more sticky than ever, but that could merely be due to stale adrenaline festering with the return of painful boredom.

In contrast, Laurence ate slowly. Which was really weird. Now she was watching for it, she caught the way he subtly hunched around his arm, as he did everything one-handed. She scooted closer and leaned out to try to see around his body to get a better angle on that arm. “You need to eat more before you can heal properly?”

Laurence looked up from his takeout container and frowned at her for a bit, like he was trying to decide what to say. Since it was probably some kind of information about Were, Faith made herself be patient and let him come out with it at his own speed. “It is healed. I didn’t set it fast enough, so now it’s crooked.” He set the takeout container aside and held his arm out. Faith gritted her teeth against the side. It wasn’t gruesome by any means, just subtly...off, in a way that turned her stomach the longer she stared at it and her mind became certain it wasn’t just an optical illusion. His arm bent like a straight pencil refracted by the waterline in a clear glass.

He tucked it against his chest again quickly, like he was responding to her reaction. “I’ll rebreak it soon. I just don’t feel up to it at the moment.”

“No shit.” Faith hugged herself. “Maybe you should leave it until we get out of here and you can see a doctor.”

“Getting out of here will be easier if I have two working arms to do it.” Laurence watched her silently, and it took Faith several breaths to realize that he was saying that he was on board with her strategy of escape, rather than passively waiting for a rescue. She smiled despite herself, though only briefly before she remembered they were talking about rebreaking arms.

“If you’d be willing to help—?” Laurence gave her a hopeful smile, then winced. Faith assumed her “oh, God, what?” reaction had showed on her face. She’d had the first-aid course with every other field tech, of course, but that meant, at most, splinting a break to limp to help. Really, it had concentrated more on recognizing a break so you could call for help, not move the person, and wait for the ambulance to arrive.

“It’s not actually that big a deal. If it was my leg, I’d do it myself in a moment. But the grip and leverage is just so hard on an arm. Werewolf healing—we get used to it. Popping stuff back into place, digging out bullets when they heal in.” Laurence dredged up the smile again. “I can tell you what to do. I’ll rebreak it, I just need you to pull, so it falls into place properly.

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