Ezra moved toward the inn’s back door without looking back, as if the whole place belonged to him. I, on the other hand, still felt like a mouse surrounded by a group of hungry cats. The stares remained fixed on me, and the air was so thick with tension it was almost tangible. Eva, of course, decided to make her entrance with an ill-timed remark.
“You know, this has all the signs of being a terrible idea,” she said with a mocking tone. “An arrogant alpha and a human who can’t shift walking straight into a trap. What could possibly go wrong?”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence, Eva,” I replied mentally, rolling my eyes. “What would I do without you?”
“Probably something smarter than this,” she quipped, clearly enjoying my discomfort.
When we reached the back door, Ezra pushed it open fo
