Izaak moved quickly and quietly through the trees, making almost no sound. He stopped thirty yards from the house, but he spotted no guards or even any movement inside the house. That didn't make any sense to him. The Wolves had to know that a rescue attempt would be made and that he would have to come in through the house. 'Maybe they're all waiting under the barn,' he thought. 'Concentrating their forces instead of spreading them out.'
He ran toward the house, his feet making almost no noise, despite his bulk. When he was ten feet from the house, he jumped. Power like he had never felt easily propelled him to the second story, where he alighted on the small roof that hung over the ground floor porch. He paused and the roof held. A glance in the nearest window showed him that the room wa
