“Sam’s coming,” I said with a s.igh.
Ezra’s hands loosened, but they lingered on me, and I reluctantly pulled myself away from him. At that moment, it might have been one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
I hadn’t received a note from Sam nor did I send one to him, but this was where I held council now.
I realized it was also where I now felt the safest at this pack.
Ezra stood and looked back at me with longing and the briefest, brightest smile I thought I might have imagined as he faded into the shadows of the bookshelves near the door.
“Leave the letter in our book,” he whispered and then disappeared as if he were the very darkness himself.
Sam knocked and opened the door. Ezra was a blur on silent feet behind him. Sam didn’t even notice him a few feet away. I shivered; Ez
