I swear the growl Colton made from somewhere nearby, shook the entire building that we were in.
"Yes. He is angry." Ezra laughs throwing his hands up in victory, before pacing back and forth in front of me.
His eyes stay trained on the door and I take the opportunity to slide, painfully, to my butt. I want to bring my knees to my chest, to help cover me, but the pain in my ribs is too great.
Ezra begins muttering to himself. I can tell that he is getting frustrated that Colton isn't in here yet. Did he not see the war of wolves outside?
Oh God, what if he's hurt?!
His head snaps towards the door and a slow smile crosses his face as he moves to kneel by me. I jump when the doors are thrown open, completely off their hinges. They clatter to the ground but my eyes to glued to him.
He is
