Other than giving directions, Ezra was quiet throughout the journey to his place. Michael kept shooting him concerned glances, but Ezra was too busy worrying over what was to come.
Of course he trusted Michael not to arrest him, but he had no idea how the werewolf would react upon finding out that Ezra wasn’t an only child and was in fact taking care of two minors. He desperately wanted to believe the best of Michael, but he had a feeling that the werewolf was about to lose his cool.
He swallowed as the caravan park faded into view and he watched as a frown pulled at Michael’s brows. He steeled himself for questions but Michael said nothing as they rolled into the grounds and came to a halt outside his old, yellowed caravan.
They stepped out of the car and Michael looked around. The pla
