Alpha Tristan's POV
I looked over my shoulder, darting my eyes around with my grip firm around Vivienne's hand. She held me tight as she also looked around with a confused expression. I turned around completely to get a better view. Ever since we left the restaurant, there was a distinct sound following us.
It was footsteps. One that could easily blend in with the bustling street. But to my hearing, it could not. When I first noted it, just a few steps after we stepped out of the restaurant, I brushed it off. It was a busy area, and maybe I was just being overly alert.
But after taking more steps away from the restaurant, and it lingered, I needed to make sure it was no one. I had my guesses on whom it might be. Kieran's uncle and his rogues. They might want to attack when I least expe
