"E-Ezra..."

Fear that now he had discovered me he casually regard me with his arctic blue gaze. His shoulders stretched widely as he stood tall in front of me, just like his brothers, his face was also sneered with blood of innocents. Alarmingly, his fangs elongated indenting into the meat of his lower lips as blood trickled down his chin for he had ultimately tracked down his prey. My left foot terrorisingly moved backwards as I grappled to breathe my body, trembling to his quick advances.

This was no ordinary version of Ezra I had ever witnessed from the way he was analysing me, from the way deep reverberating growls...