chapter 59

I don’t let myself malinger. As soon as I can convince the doctors to get the IVs out of me and the pain meds lowered enough that I can walk without swaying, I’m back in my office.

Li Xiao doesn’t like my office. I can tell on the first day, because she paces until it freaks me out.

“I know this is a weird thing to say, since I did just have my hand bitten off by a werewolf, but maybe you could dial the hypervigilance back a notch,” I say, frowning down at my handwriting. It’s horrible. The guy took off my right hand, also my dominant hand. I should have thought of that before attacking with the fork. Now, I have to try to learn how to write legibly with the left.

There’s a knock on the door; it’s Hannah, we can both tell from the pattern. I nod, and Li Xiao opens the door, hand on the taser at her hip just in case.

“What are you doing?” Hannah asks, nodding toward the paper on the desk.

“Practicing.” I push the scribbles away and drop the pen.

“You could always just type,” she remind