He listened carefully without moving a muscle in order to use his senses to search for any danger around him. He remembered everything that had taken place. The deputy in the alley, the sound behind him and, finally, seeing two men’s feet when he’d been falling. He knew he had to hold back his anger. He didn’t want to alert anyone he was awake yet. But man was he pissed! He should have suspected something like this. But in all honesty, he hadn’t given the humans much credit. They hadn’t been acting very smart. Plus the wolves had an inside man. His guard had been down expecting them to go after Kurt. And he’d been distracted by Sara. It was really his own fault he was in this situation. He hoped the others realised he was missing. Kurt would get worried if the other men made it back to the compound and Clint didn’t check in. Sara would be concerned if he didn’t make it to dinner. But the unknown was what he had a problem with. He had no way of knowing if Kurt had also been taken and he hoped like hell that Sara was safe.
