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Alpha Tristan's POV From the way she looked at me, I could tell it was something important. We could not discuss it here, so I led her to my study. I took a seat on the couch beside my desk and patted the space beside me for her to take. She did so, but she kept playing with her hands, avoiding my gaze. I was not sure if I should be worried that she was finding it difficult to say what was on her mind. My thoughts were already telling me it had to be something I would not like, but I let her calm down. I didn't mind waiting the entire day for her to tell me what bothered her. “You can speak to me, Vivienne. Is it a request?” I asked, and she nodded. “You don't have to be scared requesting something from me. Whatever you want would be granted so long as it is not bogus,” I said, but she