FREYA'S POV
Adrian stands there. His eyes are wild. Intense. Blue fire. His chest is heaving like he ran the whole way here.
"What the hell are you doing?" His voice is rough. Barely controlled. "Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for you to be out here alone?"
I yank my arm away. "I can take care of myself."
"No. You cannot. Not yet. Not until your wolf awakens fully. Not until you can defend yourself properly." He steps closer. "You left without security. Without telling anyone. Without thinking about what could happen."
"I needed air. I needed space. I needed to not be trapped in your penthouse for one damn day." I cross my arms. "And I do not need your permission to leave."
"Yes you do. While you are under my protection you do exactly what I say. And I say you do not leave
