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Vivienne's POV I was restless in my room. There were a lot of things going through my head and there was only one that stood out to me. Despite the feeling of uncertainty I had towards the idea, I could not still shake it off. It seemed necessary. I needed to know what was happening. I was not weak, and would not want Alpha Tristan to see me in such a light. If I knew the truth, maybe I would be able to handle the situation myself. After pondering on the crazy idea for a while, I got off my bed and headed for the door. Stepping out, I looked around the hallway to ensure no one was around. I was headed for the dungeons. I tried my best to act calm. It wasn't as though I were doing anything bad. I just knew Alpha Tristan would be better happy with me speaking with his prisoner who not on