“Don’t worry; The feeling will pass.”
“Are you sure it’s her?”
“Definitely. Blue is with her.”
Blue?
As if on cue, the little bird hopped between us. My jaw dropped as she started growing, her feathers shedding. . . In the span of little more than a few seconds, a grown woman stood where the bluebird had been. The shock swept away the dizziness.
“You’re. . . a Skinchanger?”
“I am.” Even her human voice had a chirp to it.
I sank to the ground, putting my head between my knees. A Skinchanger working with Keepers. Why didn’t I see it? That bird was unconventionally friendly toward me, more than a wild animal should be toward a human. How stupid could I be?
“What do you want with me?” I asked.
“Information.” The tallest of the three men answered while the others drifted back. The wom
