The sun was beginning to set on the horizon, painting the sky with orange and pink hues as we hurried along the back roads of Redstone. Ezra led the way, his steps firm and his air filled with barely contained fury that felt like a hurricane about to unleash. Behind him, Liam and I followed, exchanging nervous glances. Liam must have found us near the tree thanks to his pack bond. Despite the tension, I couldn't ignore the fact that Marcus's soldiers were still nearby, and any mistake could cost us dearly.
Ezra, of course, didn’t seem to share my caution. His mind was focused on something far bigger.
"We’ll regroup with the others and then come back to face him," he declared suddenly, breaking the silence.
I stopped in my tracks, staring at his back in disbelief. Had he lost the little
