Vivienne's POV
I watched Alpha Tristan's back as he walked away from me. I was not sure of what happened. I was really expectant as he tried to kiss me. I have never admitted this openly, and that was Alpha. Tristan's lips were divine. I always loved the way he kissed me. Like he wanted me, yearned for me. That feeling I missed.
It was the many reasons I was restless in my room. Was it strange that I wanted him to do that and more to me, despite saying our last intercourse should be the last? My body was constantly acting on its own and no matter how much I wanted to fight it, I kept losing. Frankly, I loved the feeling.
For a moment, I thought he also felt the same way, too. I thought that was what I saw in his eyes, but then it vanished almost immediately. Did I do something? Or did I
