Chapter 40
When Liam pushed me out of my skin previously, I’d hovered disembodied for only a split second. This time, however, the darkness surrounded me for so long I thought I’d misgauged the ability of shared blood to pull me to my sister’s side.
At least I wasn’t back in my own body to be pushed around by the Master. At least I wasn’t on that battlefield being forced to fight a werewolf I wanted instead to help.
Still, it was agonizing to wait there in nothingness. But then words flowed out of the darkness, proving that Kira—and I by proxy—was merely sitting quietly in the forest without a light.
“Don’t you think it would be more fun to hang out by the campfire?”
“Not really,” I felt and heard myself—my sister—answer the social worker. “Bigfoot isn’t going to come near a campfire.
