Ravenna's POV
The silence between us stretched into something sharp and dangerous. Lucien's eyes burned into mine, his jaw tight, his breathing uneven. The tension wasn't just in the air. I felt it physically, like it was crawling beneath my skin, pressing against every nerve.
"Talk," he said quietly—too quietly to be real. I could feel the anger radiating from every word he uttered, and that was what made it worse. "Before I lose my patience."
I clenched my fists and forced myself to meet his gaze. "You already did. So what more can you do?"
His expression didn't even twitch. "It seems that I didn't know my wife was one to test my patience."
"If you knew, would you have stopped the wedding?" I used this opportunity when his grip lessened to yank my hands free and move awa
