Chapter 2: Accused

Olivia’s POV

Pushing the door open, I met a furious-looking Lennox waiting for me. His room was a mess. Clothes littered the floor, shoes thrown to each corner of the room. I was confused to see it in such a state because Lennox is a top-notch man when it comes to cleanliness; he loves everything tidy.

The moment he noticed my presence, he turned to me, and our eyes met. I could see anger and hatred for me in his eyes, and this baffled me because, among the triplets, Lennox was the closest to me when we were little. Back then, when my father was still a respectable warrior, he would bring me to the pack house to watch him train, and on various occasions, my path crossed with the triplets. I was just seven years old then, and they were twelve years old, but we turned out to be great friends. In fact, I visited the pack house more often, and while my father trained other warriors, I played with the triplets.

But that was before.

Before everything fell apart.

Just like Anita, they severed all ties, acting as though we had never been friends.

“Who cleaned my room yesterday?” Lennox suddenly asked, his voice filled with rage that made my wolf whimper in fear inside me.

I swallowed hard in fear and forced myself to speak. “I did.”

Lennox’s expression darkened, and he took another step towards me, but out of fear, I instinctively took a step backward.

“Then tell me, Omega,” he sneered, his voice dripping with anger, “where is the diamond necklace I kept in my top drawer?”

I froze, my heart racing as Lennox’s words sank in. A diamond necklace? I had no idea what he was talking about. My mind reeled, trying to recall if I had seen anything of the sort while cleaning his room. But all I could remember was organizing his scattered belongings, folding his clothes, and dusting the surfaces. There had been no necklace in the drawer.

“I… I didn’t see any necklace,” I stammered, my voice trembling as I met his accusing gaze.

Lennox’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t lie to me, Omega,” he growled, his tone laced with anger. “The necklace didn’t just grow legs and walk out of the drawer.”

“I’m not lying!” I protested, panic creeping into my voice. “I cleaned the room, but I didn’t take anything. I swear!”

He closed the distance between us instantly, towering over me with his imposing frame. “You expect me to believe that?” he snapped. “You and your kind are all the same. Thieves and liars.”

His words hurt me, and I felt my wolf stir with anger, but I quickly suppressed her. Defending myself against Lennox in this state would only escalate things.

“I didn’t take it,” I repeated, my voice steadier this time. “You can search me if you don’t believe me. Check my room. Check anywhere you want. I have nothing to hide.”

Lennox studied me, his jaw clenched tight. For a moment, I thought he might strike me, but instead, he turned and began tearing through the room, pulling open drawers, throwing clothes onto the floor, and overturning furniture searching for the necklace.

I stood there, my lips pressed together as I fought to hold back my tears. The Lennox I had known as a child, the boy who had taught me to climb trees, The boy who used to teach me how to swim, who used to protect me from his brothers’ pranks, was gone. In his place was a cold, bitter man who saw me as nothing more than a thief and a liar.

Minutes later Lennox stopped searching, his breathing heavy as he stood amidst the chaos he had created. The necklace was nowhere to be found. He turned to me, his eyes blazing with frustration.

“I can’t find it, Olivia. It’s gone. That was a gift I got for Anita, a gift I wanted to give her on her eighteenth birthday. Do you know how much that cost me?” he asked in anger.

I swallowed hard in fear but stood my ground. “I did not take it…”

“Lies!” he angrily cut me off.

Lennox exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple. “This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered. “You cleaned my room. You were the last one here.” His gaze hardened. “Don’t lie to me, Olivia. Where is it?”