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Chapter 83
Vivienne's POV A part of me knew as I watched Alpha Tristan leave, he would not be back soon. However, I didn't think it would extend to the next day. I arrived at the dining table, and he was not seated. I knew I wanted him there, so I left for his study to call on him, but he was nowhere around the mansion, neither was Beta Max, so I had no idea where they went. With dragged feet, I returned to the dining room. I could not help but occasionally glance at his seat. “It seemed your stupid attitude has finally chased the Alpha away. That's good. It means you'll be out of the pack house soon,” Ava commented. I was not in the mood for her insults, as I had internal turmoil in my current situation. “Did my words hurt?” she asked, tilting her head to the side. I opened my mouth to speak, b
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