Bruce heard her voice, his head leaning against the wood of the door. "I know it scared you, but would you do the same thing if the tables were turned?" He wondered what the answer would be to that, he got to his feet unlocking the door and opening it, "max I was just scared you would go in while your uncle was there, because with what I saw of him he hates lycans because he had two guns one with silver the other with regular bullets I didn't know if he would shoot you or not I just couldn't take that chance and have you hurt."