Chapter 21

**** Alyssa ****

Last night I finally consented to let the doctor inspect my injured arm. Enzi said he was worried I’d mess up my recovery if I were active too soon. So he would not allow me to go anywhere or do anything until I had let the doctor see my arm. The doc and Enzi were surprised and pleased that I had healed, and even though I didn’t want them to know I had advanced healing, it was clear that I had some level of shifter healing abilities. However, they had no idea exactly when I’d recovered, and I wasn’t answering those questions. The doctor also noted that my mental state seemed vastly improved since the last time he’d seen me.

This morning, despite an abundance of jittery anxiety racing through my veins, I’m ecstatic to inhale a deep breath of crisp morning air. It tastes like freedom. Flipping delicious freedom. I arrived a little late for training, which I hadn’t meant to, but I was in such a damn hurry getting dressed that I caught my foot while trying to jam it into