Axel

Great. Way to go, Axel. You mess everything up, his wolf growled.

He hurried to stuff the last mozzarella bite into his mouth to buy himself some time. He hadn't known that her dad knew anything about the bullying. Claire didn't seem the type to run home and tell her dad, but somehow, he knew.

Claire made a soft sound beneath her breath and nudged her knee against Axel's. "Dad, where did you hear that—"

He dug something from the waistband of his shorts and ...