Page 16 of Prey

“Thank you,” I say, ending the call. As I do, I hear the sirens on the emergency unit just down the road.

“Okay, brother, here they come. When you wake up, me and you are gonna have a talk,” I say softly. They pull in and a couple healers get out and start working on him, pushing me out of the way. I stand next to them and the driver comes over and gets my statement for the medical form. I tell him everything from him leaving without a helmet on to the crash. Leaving nothing out.

It doesn’t make sense that he hasn’t woken up by now. Shifters have faster healing, so it’s not normal for one of us to be out this long for a bump on the head. It could be something magical. I won’t rule that out. I shoot Joaquin a text to let him know what happened and to tell him to pay attention to what’s going on around Shasta.

He sends me a message back saying to keep him posted and a picture of Shasta, in a chair in the shop, eating a banana and reading a book. Well, all good there, for now. I can focus on Ethan.

The tow company will take the bike back to the garage. Everyone knows better than to take one of our bikes anywhere but the garage. The club house is attached and one of the other guys will grab it when it gets there and take it inside.

Hopping on my bike, I strap my helmet on and follow the emergency unit to Supe General. Since it’s very, very rare, if ever, anyone in the supe community needs to be on life support of any kind, we have our own hospital. The human doctors don’t know anything about how to take care of us anyway. The ones that do care only want to do experiments. So, they stick to patching up other humans and leave us alone. There are laws protecting us, though some things still do happen.

When we arrive, they get Ethan settled into a room. The two healers are still working on him. It looks like his arm and leg are healed, and so is the outside wound on his head. Both have their hands hovering over his face as if they are trying to do an assessment.

“I can’t figure it out,” one of them finally says. “He should be awake, but I don’t sense any reason why he isn’t. I’m going to go call a witch friend of mine to see if she can help. She’s a very strong witch and may be able to sense if there’s some kind of magic blocking his healing.”

I nod.

She steps out of the room. The other healer, a man, continues to monitor Ethan. He fluffs his pillow, tucks the blanket around him, and straightens his arms out beside him. He just looks like he’s sleeping.

Bracing my elbows on my knees, I steeple my fingers and lean my forehead against them. In the back of my mind I wonder if the witch the healer was talking about is Shasta. Honestly it doesn’t matter what witch it is, Ethan is still going to freak out.

I’m going to have to let them know so they can take precautions.

I stand and walk out to the hallway to let her know. She is still on the phone and holds up a finger for me. So now I wait.

Chapter eight

Aggressive Magic Sucking Kisses

SHASTA

Ihang up the phone after Jessa calls and look at Joaquin. I’m a hundred percent sure he just heard with his vamp hearing.“Well, this isn’t going to be a fun time, is it?”

“Nope,” he says, popping the p.

I stand and dust the crumbs from my breakfast off me and the chair. Waving a hand, they instantly disappear. The banana and bagel aren’t going to last long if I have to do any major magic, so I walk over to the counter and pull out a few protein granola bars from my stash.

Joaquin grabs my jacket and hands it to me. “I’ll go get the bike ready.”

“Sounds good to me, I’m just gonna leave Emmett a note just in case he comes in for something,” I say, grabbing a post-it and a pen.

Em,

Gone to bring Ethan back to life at Supe Gen.

Yay. Good times. :(

Don’t know when I’ll be back.

Love you, boo,

Shas

Locking up, I follow Joaquin out the door and he hands me a helmet. I really am going to have to get my own bike. I don’t want to keep backpacking with everyone. I climb on and finish fixing my strap and pat Joaquin on the shoulder to let him know I’m ready.

I’m not sure where to put my hands. I don’t want to wrap them around him like I did with Kadi last night, so I settle for resting them on his shoulders. He nods his helmet and off we go.

It’s a short ride to the healing center and they have Ethan on the first floor, so it doesn’t take me long to make my way to his room. Kadi looks up in surprise when I walk through the door. Though he smirks and says, “I had a feeling.”

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