Mag-log inThird Person's POVBut who would dare interfere in a pack's internal scandal?Not to mention, most of the clients here either relied on the Blackthorns or did business with the Crees family. Everyone just watched coldly from the sidelines. Some even stepped back in disgust. Not a single person stepped up to help.In a panic, Samantha resorted to screaming threats. "You broke in here in broad daylight to assault me! This is a crime! I'll get a lawyer to sue you and throw you all in jail!"Hearing the word "jail," Hayden scoffed right then and there, like she had just heard the funniest joke in the world.She tossed her ridiculously expensive handbag aside and slowly crouched down in front of Samantha.Her perfectly manicured hands suddenly grabbed a fistful of Samantha's hair, forcing her head back. Then, she picked up a heavy leather slipper from the floor and started mercilessly whacking Samantha across her self-proclaimed "innocent" face.
Third Person's POVHayden sneered, looking down from her high horse. Her well-maintained voice was piercingly sharp. "Listen here, Fernandez! Don't think for a second that just because your trashy aunt is knocked up with Edwin's kid, she can suddenly turn from a tramp into a queen! In our Blackthorn Pack, without the acknowledgment of the elders and the council, that thing in her stomach is nothing but a bastard who won't even get our last name!"Samantha's face instantly went pale. Looking guilty and panicked, she glanced around, desperately trying to find someone to speak up for her.Meanwhile, hiding behind the spa's massive velvet curtains, Trista couldn't help but frown slightly.In her memories from her past life, it was only after she and Cassian broke their mating bond that Thomasina relied on her child to elevate her status and marry into the Blackthorns.But looking at it now, it turned out that Thomasina had actually crossed the line and
Third Person's POVAt that moment, lying in bed in her apartment, Trista stared at the text message popping up on her screen. Her eyes were ice-cold as she chose not to reply.Xander's moves at the club tonight had been way too obvious. The fact that Fred had ruthlessly put her on the spot like that meant everyone else had already picked up on the clues.As a high-tier Alpha, there was no way Cassian hadn't noticed.This text was either him testing the waters or demanding an answer.But either way, with her current mindset, she had zero obligation to explain her private life to him anymore.Back in the living room, Cassian waited in absolute agony for a long time, but his screen never lit up with even a single word.Caught between frustration and panic, he tilted his head back and downed a massive gulp of harsh red wine.After wrestling with his restraint, he ultimately lost to the torture of his own possessiveness and directly
Third Person's POVOutside the Royal Court Club.Cassian stood on the steps like a statue. The night wind whipped through his short hair, but he didn't pull his gaze away until the car's taillights had completely melted into the endless Los Angeles night.Fred rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He turned and gently coaxed his fiancée. "Go wait in the car, it's windy out here. I'm going to have a smoke with Cassian, then I'll be right there."Wynn cast a worried glance at Cassian's lonely back, but obediently got into the car.The second the car door closed, the smile vanished from Fred's face.He grabbed Cassian by the arm and dragged him into the shadows of a secluded corner of the club.Lowering his voice, he demanded, "Cassian, give it to me straight. What the hell is going on between Xander and Trista?"Cassian didn't say a word. He pulled out his lighter and lit a cigarette, his deep, dark gold eyes narrowing out of habit.The blue flame danced briefly across his c
Third Person's POVOutside the Royal Court Club.Cassian stood on the steps like a statue. The night wind whipped through his short hair, but he didn't pull his gaze away until the car's taillights had completely melted into the endless Los Angeles night.Fred rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He turned and gently coaxed his fiancée. "Go wait in the car, it's windy out here. I'm going to have a smoke with Cassian, then I'll be right there."Wynn cast a worried glance at Cassian's lonely back, but obediently got into the car.The second the car door closed, the smile vanished from Fred's face.He grabbed Cassian by the arm and dragged him into the shadows of a secluded corner of the club.Lowering his voice, he demanded, "Cassian, give it to me straight. What the hell is going on between Xander and Trista?"Cassian didn't say a word. He pulled out his lighter and lit a cigarette, his deep, dark gold eyes narrowing out of habit.The blue flame danced briefly across his c
Third Person's POVTrista shook her head helplessly, trying to break the heavy tension in the hallway. "Cassian, you've been drinking too. Just let your driver pick you up."Cassian's dark eyes locked onto her, his voice low. "The driver is already waiting in the lobby. I'll drop you off at your apartment on the way.""No need to bother Alpha Cassian."Xander cut in at the perfect moment. A lazy smile hung on his lips, but his tone carried an undeniable edge of aggression. "Alpha Cassian, you don't need to worry. I'll make sure Dr. Trista gets home safely."The two men were roughly the same size. Their powerful high-tier alpha auras clashed silently in the narrow hallway, neither willing to yield a single inch.Watching from the sidelines, Fred's eye twitched wildly. His sharp instincts told him that if these two actually threw down right here, they would tear the roof right off the club.Seeing this, Trista's temples throbbed.
Third Person's POVCassian's hand froze on the door handle.He looked back at Trista, the last flicker of light in his eyes dying out as his world crumbled."Trista," he said, his voice thick. "Whether you believe me or not, I never intended for another she-wolf to set foot in our home."Trista did
Third Person's POVTrista shoved him back with everything she had. "Cassian, when I was at my lowest, I cried until I blacked out in my dorm room all alone. You think this little pain you're feeling is anything compared to what I went through?"Cassian looked like he’d been struck by lightning. He
Third Person's POVFred turned to her and asked, "Cassian is digging in his heels despite the pressure from both Ironthorn and Shadowfang. Do you think, deep down, he might actually still love you?"Trista stared straight ahead, her eyes as hollow as a wasteland."It's not love," she said, cutting
Third Person's POVSetting aside her deep-seated hatred for Samantha, Trista's code as a healer wouldn't allow it. Ripping open someone's consciousness without their consent was a total violation of professional ethics.She stood up to leave, but Cassian's arm shot out. A heavy wave of Alpha aura i







