Laura arched her eyebrows, her wolf instinctually growling as a reminder of who made the decisions, and she stood up, moving to the other side of the table so she was facing him. "You weren't handling it, and you shouldn't have to have handled it. He didn't want to listen to reason, he took advantage of your generosity, he was rude and disrespectful, and he should be accepting his position, rather than having allowances made for him. How long before he kept pushing you until you set him free?" She arms folded across her chest. "He's getting the training he needs."