Vivienne's POV
I pulled on the rope, trying my best to get free. My face was soiled with tears and sweat from constantly pulling on the ropes that bounded my hands and feet. I stared that the monster of a man I had come to see. Hours ago, just before everyone was meant to leave for the cemetery, I was prepared to get out of the pack house, but Alpha Tristan came in, and I pretended to be carrying out a few touches on my makeup.
Fortunately, he did not notice anything abnormal and when I told him I would be done in a couple of minutes; he believed me and left. The moment I had the time on my own, I followed the secret passage out of the mansion to the location this man had told me. I knew I should have told someone, anyone, where I was headed to, but I felt he could be trusted. I felt he
