Zeke staggers forward, stopping as he takes in the scene before him. The confusion is evident in his features as his eyes go to the wolf beside me, then to me.
He also has gray sweats on with a black tank top. He isn’t covered in the same ink, more of a tribal design down his arms, yet also the same runes look at the same time it was like the runes blended and morphed into the tribal pattern that covers his arms from what I can make of them.
However, turning to look at the third brother who has entered, Lyon is wearing jeans and a shirt, though it is drenched in blood, making me wonder what trap he stumbled upon within the maze. He has a huge cut across his chest that has sliced through his shirt and across his chest.
They all stand there, glancing at each other and at their wolves at m
