Tristan's POV "Do I look like I give a fuck?" I cocked my head to the side,dragging him and pushing him towards the door. "You won't leave politely, so let's get you out like the unwanted guest you are." Opening the door with a hand, to his surprise, I pushed him out of the house, no trace of a smile on my face."You don't stand a chance against me Tristan. You're a mere wolf, and I'm the strongest alpha...""In Europe. You said that the last time.." I nodded at him, taking a quick peek at Vanya and Marco who seemed like was it impressed, or surprised. He looked at Vanya, anger cursing through his nostrils. "Even if I don't succeed in marking you Vanya, I will..." "You will do nothing. Stay away from her and everything that concerns her." I slammed the door in his face, the same time with Vanya heaving a sigh of relief and Marco taking her in his arms. I watched the both of them, and seeing Vanya at peace made my heart leap with joy. If Cian was the reason for her unhappiness, then
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