ZAIYREE
“Where are you taking me?”
Ezra held my hand as he dragged me through the streets of the village. He had been on time for our plans–to my relief. He hadn’t given me any hints about what we would be doing tonight. He had a large backpack slung over his shoulder, and his eyes seemed to glimmer.
“I told you it’s a surprise.” Ezra didn’t slow his pace, moving as if we were running late for something.
“I can’t even get a hint?” We were nearing the edge of the village, and I didn’t recognize much of this area. I hadn’t even thought of venturing this close to the border of the town. I felt safe within, even with all of the prying eyes. At least there were werewolves around if something were to happen inside the pack territory. If I ventured outside, I would be alone. I hadn’t been of
