Chapter Ten

Axel Way to go, Axel. You made her faint, his wolf said. "Me?" I hissed. "You were the one that shifted, and attacked the lycan. She's scared of you, not me." His wolf huffed. "Actually, she hates us both. At least I didn't bully her for four years." Axel shoved his wolf back into his mind, and bent down to pick up Claire. Her small body was limp in his arms, her head swung as he walked her over toward her car, jerked the door handle opened, not caring that he completely broke it, and placed her into the backseat. He'd pay to have it fixed, but he needed to get her to her apartment before someone saw them. He searched her car for something to wear, only finding one lone towel that looked damp, but he had no choice, his clothes shredded when he unexpectedly shifted. Axel tied the towel around his waist, and jogged over to grab her purse and keys. Thankfully, the campus was bare of students, so it was easy to leave the parking lot undetected. He drove toward her apartment complex,