Ezra's face flamed, and he kept his gaze locked on the floor as he put his socks and shoes on.
"Are you ready?"
Ezra nodded without meeting Flint's gaze.What was he to be ready for?
"Let's head out then.The sooner we can get them to leave the better."
Shixyll and Jiprix.Ezra mentally recoiled.He couldn't go out there.He sent Flint a pleading look, but he was busy looking at his phone.The other man was watching him, though.He quickly looked away.Was it rude to look at someone in werewolf culture?He didn't know if they were werewolves.He believed Flint turned into a wolf.Shixyll talked about wolves, dogs, and mutts often enough.Did it mean they were all wolves or could a clan be made up of different species?
Flint went out the door, but the other man lingered."Rourke."He spoke in a low voice.
Flint backed until he was blocking the doorway."What?"
Rourke?Wasn't his name Flint?
"Maybe you should exit together."
"Right.Ezra, come along."
Ezra more or less tripped himself in his haste to move to whatever-the-man-he-was-bonded-to-was-named's side.They walked the same distance they'd gone to get to the room, but when Ezra came face-to-face with the front door, he took a stumbling step back and bumped into the man behind him.He shrieked and propelled himself forward only to almost collide with the door.
"Jesus."Flint or whatever grabbed his arm."Calm down.No one's gonna eat you."
No, it was far worse.He was going to walk out there with Flint's bite on his shoulder, and everyone would know his cock had been in his ass mere minutes ago.Jiprix, who was the only one who'd ever had a kind word for him, would be disgusted.Maybe he already was.
"Wait."The other guy spoke."Is there a reason you don't want to go out there?"
Ezra turned to stare at him.Of course there was.The man flashed teeth, and Ezra instantly averted his gaze.Eye contact must be considered rude.
"Will they attack us?"
"Who?"Ezra spoke to the floor.
"The queen witch.Is this some kind of set-up?Will we walk out there and be ambushed?"
Ezra shook his head.He might not know what the clan's plans were, but right now they were too weak.They'd lost several people in the last battle, and they'd drained all their familiars and other power sources.It would take some time to build it all up again.
A hand grabbed his chin and tilted his face until Flint could look into his eyes."Will there be an attack?"Magic unlike any he'd ever sensed before was forced upon him, it clung to the words, and it demanded an answer from him.
"They're too weak right now."
Flint widened his eyes and glanced at the other man.Ezra didn't know what it meant, but he had the feeling they were communicating.He didn't think shifters were telepathic, but he couldn't be sure.
"Let's get it over with then."
Right.It was humiliating for him too, which most likely was Shixyll's intent.To shame him in front of his pack.
Flint opened the door and ushered Ezra outside.There were a few snickers among the shifters, and Ezra wished the ground would open underneath his feet and swallow him.His face burned as he tucked his chin against his chest.
The sound of a car door opening sounded, and Ezra folded into himself, hunching his shoulders to make him as invisible as possible.
"Is it done?"Shixyll's voice was bored, and it made Ezra's eyes burn.She didn't care.He'd known.Had always known, but this might be the last time he ever saw her, and she was...bored.
Flint grabbed his arm and turned him around, showing off the bite on his shoulder.
"Jiprix, get his bag."
Something thudded on the ground a few seconds later.
