Cassandra’s POV
Turning behind, I saw that it was Axel, and I was stunned.
Axel just casually leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed casually over his chest. “The Peace Accord didn’t just stop territorial disputes—it laid the groundwork for the pack council system we still use today. And yeah, Cassandra nailed it. So maybe next time, try to keep up instead of running your mouth.”
His tone was smooth, but the edge in his words made the girl’s face turn bright red. She sank lower in her seat, muttering something under her breath.
Mr. Kendrick adjusted his glasses, clearly caught off guard. “That is correct. Well done, Cassandra… and Axel.”
I blinked, stunned. Axel never participated in class, let alone defended anyone.
He shot me a sideways glance, his smirk lazy and self-assured.
