Brian’s POV
Watching her walk back inside with a hurt look etched on her face, I felt my chest tighten, but I knew better than to show off my emotions.
The next thing I knew, a fist smashed into my jaw. The sharp crack echoed in the quiet night as pain shot through my face.
“What the hell was that for?” I snarled, baring my teeth as my claws extended, ready for attack.
My wolf, Rykus, roared in my head at the insolence. “Hit him.”
Axel stood there, calm as always, his expression stone-cold. “You’re an i***t,” he said, his tone flat but full of contempt.
“Care to explain before I make you regret it?” I growled, stepping toward him, Rykus practically begging to be let loose.
“You can do whatever the hell you want, Brian,” Axel said, not backing down. “I may not care about whatever yo
