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Vivienne's POV With a smile on my face, I walked towards Alpha Tristan's room with a towel in hand. I was smiling because of what I could potentially achieve with what I had planned on my head. Yes, it was risky, but for almost two months now, all I did was take. I would not be in this mansion as the betrothed of Alpha Tristan to get my revenge on Scott and my crappy step-sister, Ava, if I didn't. This might be on another level, but it could still fall in the line of the same thing. Ava walked past me with glaring at me. I knew she had been constantly looking for ways to ruin I and Alpha Tristan's relationship or at least get to know the truth, but I have chosen to be careful because I was not done with them just yet. I got to his room and knocked. A second later and I heard his go ah