"Vicky." Beneath his voice was an unmistakable tension.
"I heard you sold the moonstone necklace."
I laughed bitterly inwardly. So, that was what concerned him. Not me? Just a mere necklace?
"The collector confirmed the transfer."
Rowan exhaled heavily. "Why would you do that?"
I said nothing while he continued.
"That necklace was made specifically for you."
I stared into the distance only to see the mountains had begun disappearing beneath gathering storm clouds.
"It doesn't matter."
"Of course it matters."
His voice sharpened.
"I met some group of wolves who didn't have so much to eat and I sold it and then gave them the coins.”
My chest tightened naturally as I sneered. Surely, the alpha of Silver Ridge couldn't afford public embarrassment.
"Vicky. Now, I understand. Howeve
