Tessa POV:
My mouth opened in shock. “I don’t understand what you mean, Olivia. I didn’t take your necklace.”
Olivia scoffed, full of doubt. “You were the only one in that room with me, Tessa. I don’t mean to point fingers, but I’ve had this necklace for the longest time and have worn it all around the estate. Not once has it gone missing, and now you—”
“She what?” Lucian broke out. “She what, Olivia?” He repeated, his voice hauntingly ascendant.
Lucian moved with authority to my side. Authority that screamed, ‘I am the alpha, and she is my wife; don’t try to mess with her.’ It made a staggering chill run down my spine.
The white fitted sleeves he wore clung to his biceps, and he placed his hand around my slender waist. “Are you accusing my bride of being a thief, Olivia?” He demanded
