Page 107 of The Turning of the Tables

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Noah’s blue eyes widened. “Theywhat?!”

“Fired. Me,” I repeated. “So I can recover.”

“That’s—” He was spluttering. “Jesus. That has to be illegal.”

“You know it isn’t,” I told him. Hands and Paws saw this happen pretty much every day. Yeah, they technically couldn’t fire me forbeinga shifter, but they could fire me for any number of other things that they would have ignored if I’d been human.

“But they can’t justfireyou.”

“I think technically they let me go for health reasons, which means my file won’t say I was terminated. So they didn’tfireme. But they fired me.”

Noah snorted. “Bullshit.”

“That’s what Elliot said,” I told him.

“Elliot is right,” Noah snapped.

I shrugged, the gesture made deeply awkward by the fact that I was still lying on my back.

“No, not nhreeh.” He imitated my shrug with the noise. “Bullshit.” He frowned deeper. “Why aren’t you more angry about this?”

“I… don’t have it in me,” I admitted.

The anger on his face was immediately cut with worry. “Seth…”

I put my hands over my face. “I’m just so tired, Nono,” I said, half-swallowing the words, but I knew he could hear me anyway.

I heard him move, then felt the mattress sink a little as he sat beside me. A hand settled on my thigh. “Did you eat today?” he asked softly.

“Not since breakfast,” I answered glumly.

“Seth.”

I shot him a look that asked how he expected me to have the energy to make myself food after the rest of the day I’d had.

“Seth, seriously,” he said, sounding exasperated. “Youhaveto remember to eat.”

“I know.”

“Hangry has a whole new level of meaning for shifters,” he informed me.

I blinked. “Oh.”

“Soeat, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Tuna melts?” Although mine would be less melt, since vegan cheese doesn’t.

“Okay.”

He patted my leg, then got up. “At least now you can recover fully.”

I snorted. “Until we run out of money because my food bill just tripled.”

“Itshouldtriple,” he retorted. “But it’s barely even doubled for you, which means that youneed to eat more.”

“I’ve said I’ll eat,” I grumbled.