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Chapter 10
Pain In The Neck
Psycho
I paced back and forth as I waited for Patches to look at my cousin. Trigger couldn’t be dead. He just couldn’t.
Patches was a literal witch doctor we kept on our payroll. I honestly had no idea what his real name was, and I didn’t fucking care. I paid the guy serious cash to be at our beck and call, and thankfully, he’d dragged his ass out of bed as we drove the painstaking hour back to LaPlace to bring Trigger here.
“His healing ability should kick in, but this is a serious break. It’s going to take hours, maybe days.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. We had super-healing thanks to our supernatural bodies, but a broken neck wasn’t anything we’d experienced. I’d seen broken legs and other bones heal within days, but a neck? That was fatal. Thank the goddess it would also heal—supposedly.
Patches told us to let him rest for a few days and left us a few IV bags of saline and needles, saying we needed to keep him hydrated if he didn’t wake up within 24 hours. I plunked two grand in cash in his fist before he took off out of the compound and back to whatever coven he belonged to.
“I’m sorry,” Charlie said in a whisper as she sat next to his bed in our one-room infirmary. “It’s my fault.” She had black tracks of mascara dried on her cheeks from her tears.
“How in the world do you figure that?” Menace asked, pulling a dip can from his back pocket and smacking it in his palm.
“I should have gone out there alone, let him take me, then you guys could have tracked me.” Wizard had put a small rice-sized tracker inside her earring earlier.
“Absolutely not. That wasn’t an option. The tracker was only in case the fucker would have gotten away with it. All this did was make me more determined to get this guy and take him and his cronies out for good.” I set my jaw and folded my arms across my cut.
“Still,” Charlie said, looking down at Trigger with a regretful expression on her face.
“Hey,” I said, touching her shoulder. “Don’t do that. This life… it is what it is. Add the supernatural element to it and it’s ten times more dangerous. The good news is that being supernatural helps, in cases like this.” I pointed at Trigger’s prone body. “We won’t ask you to do something like this again. These vamps have proven that they will do anything to keep getting away with this illegal bullshit they’re doing.”
She asked, “Can you turn me into a wolf so I can be stronger?”
Charlie had come to us, after Trigger “rescued” her from a vamp attack outside of Zombies. They were friends and she eventually found out what he was, as it was hard to keep something like that a secret. Having no family, she asked to join the Wolves. We were in need of more humans to handle the club during the full moons, so we brought her on as a prospect. I could tell she cared about Trigger, and she was also a very talented mechanic.
“We are born wolves. We cannot turn people into them. The only ones who are turned are vampires, and if you do that, you’ll be out of the club.” I thinned my lips at the thought.
She made a face. “Oh, God. Hell no. I don’t know why anyone would choose to be a vampire. No more sun and drinking blood?” She shuddered. “No thanks.”
“Most of them don’t choose it, it’s forced,” Menace commented. “Filthy vamps take what they want.”
“Yes, they do it to increase their numbers. Create more soldiers,” I added.
“Terrible,” she murmured, gazing at Trigger once more.
I had an idea. “I’ll be back.”
I exited the infirmary and went through the clubhouse. I was headed toward the guestrooms when I almost ran right into Nera, nearly knocking her over.
“Whoa,” I said, steadying her. “Just who I was looking for.”
“Hi,” she said with a smile. “What’s up?”
Then I noticed she wore nothing but shiny black yoga pants and a pink sports bra. She looked smokin’ hot.
“You headed to work out?” I asked.
“No, just got done. Is everything okay?” She looked concerned.
“You said you were a nurse before? Or you still are?”
She nodded. “Yeah. Why? Is everyone all right?”
