Kelley Armstrong Quote
I saw you fall.The fall isn’t the problem. It’s the sudden stop at the end. Avoid that and… He waved his hands down his body. Apparently, you can survive.That’s not…You can’t…Did I mention the insanely lucky part? Great thing about this island? Really big trees. Gotta love those redwoods, especially when they break your fall. Still it was a helluva hit and I’ve got the war wounds to show for it.He held out his bare arms, covered in healing scratches. There were more on his face. I looked at him then, my first good look, as hope started to flutter in my chest.Except for the scratches and a purpled bruise on his chin, he looked exactly as I remembered. Blue jeans, tank top, faded denim jacket, boots. Black hair curling over his collar. Brown eyes flecked with gold. Crooked smile threatening to burst into a grin.Got impaled, too. He lifted his shirt and turned around to show me what looked like a scabbed-over stab wound in his side. Dislocated my shoulder. Passed out from the pain. When I woke up the shoulder was fixed--one of the benefits of being a shape-shifter I guess--and the rest was healing. I was unconscious for a while, apparently.I…I still--Can’t believe it? Rafe shrugged. I’m guessing a regular person wouldn’t have survived. But we’re part cat so maybe falls aren’t so bad. I think I lost one of my nine lives though. He twisted to look at the stab wound. Maybe two.
I saw you fall.The fall isn’t the problem. It’s the sudden stop at the end. Avoid that and… He waved his hands down his body. Apparently, you can survive.That’s not…You can’t…Did I mention the insanely lucky part? Great thing about this island? Really big trees. Gotta love those redwoods, especially when they break your fall. Still it was a helluva hit and I’ve got the war wounds to show for it.He held out his bare arms, covered in healing scratches. There were more on his face. I looked at him then, my first good look, as hope started to flutter in my chest.Except for the scratches and a purpled bruise on his chin, he looked exactly as I remembered. Blue jeans, tank top, faded denim jacket, boots. Black hair curling over his collar. Brown eyes flecked with gold. Crooked smile threatening to burst into a grin.Got impaled, too. He lifted his shirt and turned around to show me what looked like a scabbed-over stab wound in his side. Dislocated my shoulder. Passed out from the pain. When I woke up the shoulder was fixed--one of the benefits of being a shape-shifter I guess--and the rest was healing. I was unconscious for a while, apparently.I…I still--Can’t believe it? Rafe shrugged. I’m guessing a regular person wouldn’t have survived. But we’re part cat so maybe falls aren’t so bad. I think I lost one of my nine lives though. He twisted to look at the stab wound. Maybe two.