Chapter Twenty-Eight

Axel He sensed him first. That sensation that climbed his spine, forming pricks of fear and raising his hair on end. Axel felt they were being watched, so he turned in a circle, noticing nothing at first. Claire's heartbeat raced, and he felt it in his own body. The mate bond strengthened the more time they spent together. The moonlight cast down over the willowy branches of the trees in the courtyard, making shadows that danced in the swaying wind. Axel glanced around again, this time hearing Claire gasp and cover her mouth. There he stood. Cash stared at them from underneath one of the many trees, his form tight and unnerving. He hadn't made one move, which told Axel that something wasn't right. And from the distance, he noticed the red gleam in his eyes, striking the stake into the coffin. Cash was a lycan. "He's a lycan," he whispered so low he wasn't even sure it'd left his mouth. It'd always been a possibility that the missing students were being turned, but to see it