This time, he didn't get angry as he did in Alaska. Instead, he walked over to his expensive leather briefcase resting on the table, opened it, and pulled out a box.
He walked back over to the design table and placed the black box on it.
"Come here," Theo commanded. It wasn't a request, it was more of an Alpha command.
I slowly walked back to the table, putting my tea down. "What's that?"
There was a pair of heavy silver cufflinks and a beautiful, intricate silver brooch shaped like a howling wolf.
My jeweler's instinct instantly took over, and I leaned in, completely mesmerized by the craftsmanship.
"These are stunning," I breathed, reaching out to gently touch the silver brooch. The moment I saw it, I recognized it even though I don't know where I saw it.
"Look at the detail," I w
