Freya’s pov
I got out of the shower and found him standing in my room in the dark.
“You again?” I asked him with a smile. “I thought we agreed on the no stalking thing.”
I switched on the light and found him standing there holding his injured shoulder.
I looked at his shoulder and then back at his face.
“Are you okay?” I asked him and watched how he frowned.
“You did this to me,” he said, and I shook my head at this.
“Why would I hurt you like that? I am more of a mind games kind of person. You know, psychological warfare.” I explained, and he rolled his eyes at this.
His entire face was pale. Wolfsbane has managed to weaken him. But I was lucky, he managed to bounce back after some time.
A normal werewolf would have not only been weakened but probably fainted as well. But he mana
