Running from the Wolves (Wolfsbane Book 1) by Lola Glass

Author:Lola Glass [Glass, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-01T05:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

They had me sign something saying I’d refused care before I was allowed to leave. I thanked them for their help and made my way to Jamie’s side. She was leaning up against the building, waiting for me.

“The guys left us here?” I lifted an eyebrow. She shook her head and tilted her head toward the nightclub.

“Oliver and Kyler are cleaning up. Roman stepped away to take a phone call.”

“I’m ready to go home.” I told her. “You in?”

She glanced back at the building, eyes puffy and sad.

“It’s okay if you want to wait for your mate.”

“No, let’s go.”

We started off down the street together, cops staring at us as we left. When I noticed her limping, I pulled Jamie’s arm over my shoulder so she wouldn’t have to walk on her ankle.

“What happened?” I gestured to the wrapped limb.

“Oh, I kicked the Colorado wolf in the stomach. He’d already hit me, so the angle was weird. It’ll be fine in a few days.”

The walk home was longer than normal thanks to Jamie’s ankle but still only lasted a few minutes. No one inside the ‘scraper looked twice at our bruised, battered, and bloody appearance. I guess that was a benefit of living where everyone was a werewolf.

When we got up to the forty-fourth floor, I considered asking Jamie to stay with me in my apartment for a bit. After my near abduction, alone wasn’t something I was dying to be.

“Would you be okay to hang out at my place for a bit? After watching Charles die, I don’t want to be alone.” Jamie and I were on the same page.

“Sure. Let me just grab my clothes.” I agreed.

After I swiped one of my new bras and a pair of comfortable leggings from my room, Jamie and I headed for hers. Sleek chocolate-colored floors partnered with white walls and chrome accents as far as I could see. It wasn’t terribly homey, but looked nice.

“It’s pretty.” I commented.

“It’s modern.” Jamie shrugged, slipping her shoes off by the door. I’d already dropped mine in my place; no need to track blood everywhere. “Oliver and I moved to this apartment when you got here, so we’re still getting used to it. The guest bathroom is down the hall and on the right.” She pointed to the left.

I’d ask about her moving because of me after I showered off the blood and sweat that came with being locked in a trunk and nearly abducted.

Until I saw myself in the mirror, I hadn’t realized how injured I was. No wonder Roman had flipped out. The craziness of everything distracted me from my many aches and pains—including the hideous appearance of my nose. I prodded it gently and bit down hard on my lip at the fiery pain that had my eyes tearing up.

Grabbing my phone, I quickly texted Dr. Grant.

Me: How do you fix your own broken nose?

Grant: You don’t

Shit.

Grant: If it’s not bleeding, Roman can bring you to my room and I’ll do it.

With a huff, I dropped my phone on the counter.

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