The Night Before Dead by Kelly Meding

Author:Kelly Meding [Meding, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smedge Press
Published: 2016-02-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

01:20

Distant conversations made excellent background noise for my attempts to Zen out and ignore the constant itch-ache in my left hand as it healed. After allowing Dr. Vansis to poke a few things into place, he wrapped the hand, and I retreated to the recreation room to wait for my gnome gift to kick in. Now that it had, it was driving me nuts. Even with my eyes closed, I couldn’t focus on anything else.

Apparently I’d come pretty close to permanent, not-healable ligament damage.

Yay me.

The heap of goblin corpses were being disposed of by our able-bodied personnel, as well as extra help sent in by several of the Clan Elders. Rufus had called them for assistance the moment he realized how many goblins we were facing, and the opposing forces coming in from the outside had helped create a boxed canyon of our own for the goblins. Made them a lot easier to kill.

Somehow our side had come through with no fatalities. A few series injuries, both human and Therian, and a ton of flesh wounds. I think one vampire mussed their hair.

Itch-throb-ache. Itch-throb-ache.

The hand would heal in a day or two, but goddamn the ability was annoying sometimes. Especially with serious wounds. If we didn’t have a Fey war looming at dawn, I’d have asked Dr. Vansis for some nice drugs to ease me through it.

All around me, clusters of less-than-able-bodied people were talking, moving around, probably wondering about our next step. One pair of shuffling footsteps stopped near my couch. I slitted an eyelid to take a peek.

Kismet stared down at me, a bandage on her right shoulder the only immediately sign of damage. “Looks like we finally solved your goblin problem.”

“I hope so.” The last thing I needed was yet another goblin queen deciding to exact revenge for Kelsa and Nessa.

“Wyatt’s going to be pissed when he finds out the Lupa helped.”

“Tell me something I don’t know.” I fully opened both eyes. Kismet glanced at the couch. I raised my knees so she could sit near my feet, but I stayed flat on my back. “On the plus side, none of them were injured.”

“True.” She grunted. “I could kill Milo for being anywhere near that fight in his state.”

“It’s instinct to do something to help. At least he stayed inside.”

“Marcus is going to shit himself when he sees those claw marks, though.”

I couldn’t help a small gust of laughter. “Is Phineas going to shit himself when he sees your claw marks?”

“What?”

Her what had been way too careful. I dragged my tired ass up into a sitting position and tucked one knee under me. She stared at me with practiced confusion. “Oh come on, Gina. How long have you and Phin been”—I made air quotes with one hand—“seeing each other?”

“We’re not seeing each other.”

“So you’re just fucking?”

She glared. Answer enough.

“How long?” I asked, genuinely curious. And not in an I’m-jealous way, because I’d never felt that for Phineas, and God knew Kismet deserved someone amazing like him.

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