On tiptoes, he neared the door and leaned his ear against it.Nothing.Carefully, he opened the door only to yelp.
Ulric was leaning against the wall opposite Rourke's room.His arms were crossed over his massive chest and his eyes narrowed.Ezra's heart jumped to his throat.Shit.What had he done wrong now?What would the punishment be?
"Are you baking?"Ulric's eyes narrowed more.
"Eh...I...erm..."
"It's selfish not to share."
Geri came walking down the corridor, sniffing loudly.He spotted Ulric and Ezra."Who has cookies?"He took another deep breath.
Ezra almost slammed the door in Ulric's face.He would have if Ulric hadn't been grinning."I need an egg."
"Geri, he needs an egg."Ulric didn't look away from him, and Geri turned around and walked in the direction of the dining hall without saying a word.Was he getting Ezra an egg?
"What are you baking?"
"Lacy oatmeal cookies."His cheeks heated as he waited for Ulric to mock him.He didn't.Instead, he took a step forward, forcing Ezra to step out of the way.He did, hurrying back toward the counter of the kitchen.
When Ulric walked there too, he grabbed the tray of cookies and placed it on the kitchen table.Ulric raised his eyebrows but pulled out a chair and sat."Do you have milk?"
Ezra shook his head.Seconds later, Ulric held his phone to his ear."Grab milk too."
Unsure of what to do, Ezra waited.Shortly after, Geri walked into the room with two eggs in one hand and a carton of milk in the other."I think Farkas is on his way.He was sniffing around the corridor."
Ezra accepted the eggs with a nod.More people were coming?
"These are good."Ulric spoke with his mouth full."Where did you learn to bake, Ezra?"
He frowned and cracked the eggs in the bowl.He had enough for another double batch."At home."
"And you enjoy it?"
He did, but if it was because he truly enjoyed cooking and baking or because it was a necessity for his magic, he didn't know.It didn't matter.He loved baking, but the reasons were unimportant."Yes."
"And you baked a lot back home?"
He nodded and added oatmeal and vanilla extract to the bowl."Yes, I cooked for the clan."
Silence, but Ezra didn't pay it much attention.He was melting butter and stirring in the sugar.It made his palms tingle.He closed his eyes and rolled his shoulders.Magic twirled around him in a loving caress, and he allowed a sigh to slip out.
A hand landed on his left arm, and he yelped.Ulric watched him with glowing wolf eyes."What are you doing?Have you poisoned them?"
Ezra blinked in confusion."What?"
"The cookies, will I get sick now?I ate one."
He shook his head."No, they're cookies."
"I can scent magic, Ezra.Don't play me for a fool.You did magic seconds ago."
Ezra glanced at Geri who was watching him with a murderous expression, and fear spiked."No."He shook his head, but Ulric's fingers dug into his arm until he winced.He suspected one of the cuts had reopened.
Ulric took a breath and removed his hand as if Ezra had burned him, confirming the bleeding.He'd been able to scent it in the forest.
"My magic is harmless.Useless."
Ulric's eyes narrowed."What will happen to me now?I ate one."
