Ava sucked in a breath when she saw Ezekiel walking out of the dean’s office. Why was he here? Had they got him already? Did they know what he’d had to do for her?Ezekiel’s gaze landed on hers, changing from amber to red and then back again. He had a look on his face that she had never seen before. Was he scared? Wolves were taught to fear the Council from when they were pups; they were their Boogeyman. The all-seeing, all-knowing. She knew then that they knew everything, even her escape attempt through the forest.Ezekiel looked at the dean, who was watching him intently, and then back at her. “You may go now, Mr Michelson. They’re waiting to escort you out,” the dean said.A muscle in his jaw ticked. Now, she wasn’t sure if it was fear she saw on his face earlier. She didn’t have wolf senses, but the second he walked out of the office, she had been so sure she felt that fear. Maybe she was just projecting her own fear onto him. “Mr Michelson,” Dean Russell said firmly.Ezekiel ig
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