I pressed tightly to the wound at my side as the elevator slid open and the wind whipped along my face. I didn't even have a chance to take stock of my surroundings before a blurred image slammed into the wall to my right.

Oliver stepped calmly from the elevator and pulled me with him.

My gaze flew to the wolf struggling back to its feet as it breathed heavily. Its dark brown fur was interrupted by streaks of lighter, golden brown and it was slighter bigger than Ezra’s ...