Alpha Tristan's POV
The moment I shut the door behind me, a sigh escaped from my lips. My Beta rushed to me and bowed. I walked towards my private chamber while he trailed behind me. Once we got to the room, he spoke. “Should I send her away, Alpha?” he asked.
I said nothing as I approached the mini bar to help myself with some wine. This was all Councilman Ambrose's plan. He wanted to be make a wrong move. After filling up a cup, I took it down my throat in one go. “No,” I finally spoke, taking the bottle of wine and glass to the open area.
“Would Vivienne be okay with this arrangement?” he reluctantly asked.
“I will speak to her about it,” I said.
He had a look on his face that showed he wanted to say something, but he held himself back. I sighed, taking a seat. “Speak,” I said, but
