Vivienne's POV
I paused just as I got to the dance floor, shutting my eyes. I tried my best to steady my breathing. However, instead of that happening, I felt nauseous once again. I wanted to turn around and stop this madness. Why should I let Ava command me in such a way? She did not have authority over what I can and cannot do. I folded my fist, ready to blatantly indirectly spit on her face, but I halted.
Alpha Tristan's face appeared before my eyes. Ava's words echoed in the back of my mind. I still did not know if she knew about my pregnancy. I have been careful with it, making sure I did not reveal anything to anyone. Did I slip up somehow? Alpha Tristan had told me firmly not to tell anyone about it. If I turned around, what if Ava made another scene? Even if I admitted I was pre
