Voren dropped into the driver's seat and pulled the door shut behind him. His shirt was damp across the shoulders and his hair had a few raindrops still running through it. He reached over and turned the heat up without saying anything about it, then looked at her.
"Where do you wanna go?"
Seraphine leaned her head back against the seat and took a long, slow breath. Her whole body felt heavy. Her chest felt heavier. She was done. She was so completely done with the Centenary pack.
"My bag." She groaned quietly, pressing her fingers against her forehead. "I left it in the lab."
She already knew what she was about to say before she said it. "I'm not going back in there."
Voren didn't push her on it. He didn't say anything.
"Can you call Damon?"
He glanced over. "For what?"
She turned her head toward him slowly, the way a person does when they are too tired to even argue properly. "He needs to know I'm not at the pack hospital anymore. He'll be looking for me."
