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Chapter 19
“FINCH, AISLA, I’M going out for a bit,” I called to the tree house as I walked past the living room. Finch whistled, and I looked up. You said you wouldn’t work today, he signed. “I’m not. I need to get a new phone.” Running light errands was all I’d be doing for the next few days because I couldn’t hunt or train with a sprained wrist. I wasn’t used to having so much free time on my hands. It figured that Violet would be in California when I finally had time to hang out. Can you get some more yikkas for Aisla? Finch asked. “I’ll stop by the Fae market on the way home.” Aisla ate the same fruits and berries he did, but her favorite food was a Fae fruit called a yikka that her captors had fed her. I grabbed my keys and left, running lightly down the stairs. Reaching the bottom floor,
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