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Vivienne's POV I stared at the ceiling, upset. I have been feeling this way ever since Alpha Tristan stopped me from joining them to the cottage. I wanted to be in the loop. I wanted to know what was happening because now it meant the rogues were after my life. I wasn't sure what the reason for that could be, but maybe if I investigated, I would know. It was dangerous which I was fully aware of. I knew Alpha Tristan was withholding a few information from me, but I could not point it out to him. He was treating me like I was some child. Yes, I was carrying his child, but I wasn't weak. Plus, if I had joined them, I would know what was happening and the plans they were making. It wasn't because I did not trust him, but because I was restless. How could I be calm when someone was after m