Clara turned and looked at Roxy. Every weekend the woman tried to befriend her, but Clara was never anything but rude. She started to feel guilt. Outside of Suzy's warning there was no reason to think Roxy was up to anything.

"I'm sorry," Clara said. "I'm a little on edge. Maybe swimming would be nice."

"What has you on edge?"

"James told me Lucas will be around this weekend. That I might actually have to see him."

The look of concern dropped from Roxy's face. Her understanding eye's turned hard and her lips pursed into a scowl.

"That isn't very considerate of our Alpha."

Clara put away the last of...