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Chapter 81
Vivienne's POV A low groan escaped my lips as I slowly woke up. My head was hurting badly, and I placed my hand on it, hoping it would stop. I was not sure what had caused me a headache. I promised myself to rest, so why then was my head still aching? The memories of what had transpired flooded my mind. The banquet, the plan, the rogues. I was almost killed. Was I saved? Did Alpha Tristan save me? Would that not mean I failed in my mission? I was sure he would not let me out of his sight. My mind went back to my throbbing head. I could barely open my eyes due to the pain I felt. A part of me wanted to go back to sleep, but the pain was preventing me from doing so. Slowly, my nose caught the smell of antibiotics. I still could not open my eyes. It felt like my body was trying to give up
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