Freya's pov
My mind was still racing to catch up with the sudden turn of events when Matt was launched through the door with a resounding crash. Logan's rage was palpable, his eyes turning pitch black as he hurled Matt across the room like a ragdoll. Matt landed with a sickening thud, fear etched on his face as he stared up at Logan. The silence in the room was deafening, punctuated only by Matt's labored breathing and my own pounding heart.
"Logan!" I cried out, sensing his inner wolf's barely-contained fury.
He snarled, his teeth bared as he hauled Matt to his feet, his eyes blazing with a murderous rage. "How dare you touch my woman?" he growled, his voice low and deadly.
Matt cowered before him, quivering with fear as Logan hurled him into the wall with a vicious force. T
