Claire

Look how scared he is, her wolf laughed. I can feel it.

Claire could feel it, too. Even through the hatred of his evil red glare, she felt the fear leaking into the air like a pierced balloon. His lycan was larger than the others, but not near as big as hers.

His claws protruded from his hands, his posture hulking as she paced back and forth, stalking him around the parlor. All the crap he'd pulled her into over the course of her first semester swirled in her ...