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Chapter 65
Alpha Tristan's POV Ava quickly realized who stood before her and her smile disappeared before she bowed. “Alpha,” she greeted, her eyes on my blood that stained my shirt. I glanced at the door behind me and walked away. I was needed to get my injury tended to immediately. My Beta spotted me and rushed over. “Alpha Tristan,” he called, bothered by the blood quickly staining my shirt. “Get Rose here,” I instructed, and he rushed out to do just that. I helped myself to my chambers and carefully took off my shirt. My arm was hurting so much. The bandage was loose. I guess that happened while I lost my cool at the sight of Darius trying to kill Vivienne. At that moment, I didn't care what happened to my arm and despite the pain I felt then; it was not able to stop me from hitting him harde
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