All Chapters of The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Trista's POVMy words left Cassian completely speechless.We stood there in a dead-lock. The flickering Alpha aura in his eyes seemed to freeze over from pure shock.He stared at me for what felt like an eternity before gritting out every single word, "Are you sure you want to keep pushing me like this?"My tone was dead serious. "I'm doing this for your own good, Cassian. For all of you."The air felt like it had turned to ice.My calm, focused demeanor acted like a match to a powder keg, detonating Cassian's violent temper.He lunged forward, his hands clamping onto my shoulders with enough force to bruise the bone. His voice was terrifyingly clear. "Fine. Since you're so determined to be the 'bigger person,' then start acting like the Luna you claim to be. Just don't you dare come crying to me when you regret this."With that, he shoved me back and stormed out, disappearing into his black car.I stumbled back, watching him speed away.He gave all his tenderness and protection to Sa

Third Person's POVInstead of blowing up, Trista just put a hand on Wynn's shoulder, her voice sounding oddly flat. "Wynn, take it easy on her from now on. She was exiled by Howard because of Cassian, and she's had a rough time raising that pup on her own. It's actually pretty sad."Wynn's eyes nearly popped out of her head. She looked at Trista like she'd grown a second head. "Has Cassian finally driven you insane?"Trista just patted her shoulder and gave a dry, self-deprecating laugh. "I'm fine. Honestly, I've never felt better."Cassian's betrayals and cold-shoulder treatment had finally eroded every last scrap of her affection for him. That total loss of hope felt like a rebirth.To everyone else, she looked like she was having a breakdown, but the weight of not having to kiss an Alpha's ass anymore felt like pure freedom.Ten minutes later, the girls headed back into the VIP suite.Trista sat back down and noticed Samantha—sitting right next to Cassian—looking like she was carve

Third Person's POVSamantha's hands were shaking so hard she practically shoved the vial back into Trista's face. "Maybe... maybe we should swap seats? You're closer to him. You do it.""Are you insane? Swap seats now?" Trista hissed, pushing the drugs back like they were radioactive. "You think Cassian is blind? He's paranoid as hell—he'd sniff out the setup in a heartbeat. Fred practically handed you a win when he sat you next to him, and you're blowing it, you idiot!"Trista knew exactly what she was playing with. Cassian was a chess master; every move she made had to be calculated down to the millimeter. One slip-up, and she wouldn't be getting a divorce—she'd be heading straight to a pack dungeon.Seeing Samantha waver, Trista leaned in for the kill, her voice dripping with toxic encouragement. "Samantha, look at me. This is your only shot at the throne. Either you use this to get pregnant with his second child, or you do the deed and I'll burst in with witnesses to 'catch you in

Trista's POVI pushed the glass of water away, my guard up.That powder was a heavy-duty black market supplement, specifically engineered for high-tier Alphas. It was potent as hell and had zero antidote.For a useless screw-up like Samantha to drop it right at Cassian's feet was peak stupidity.Cassian looked like a total gentleman on the outside, but underneath, he was the most calculating predator.If he wanted payback, spiking my water would be the first thing he'd do.I held my breath, watching his face for even a flicker of a micro-expression or a spike in his pheromones. While he watched, I grabbed a brand-new glass from the cabinet, scalded it three times with boiling water, and finally filled it myself.The moment I raised the glass, Cassian's bottomless, wolfish eyes locked onto me. He slowly set his own drink down, not saying a single word.My mind started racing. Logically, Samantha would've pinned the whole thing on me to save her own skin. The fact that Cassian hadn't ba

Third Person's POVAt the same time, inside the Ironthorn packhouse boardroom.Cassian poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Alaina. "Mom, what are you doing here?"Alaina leaned back against the leather sofa and set her clutch aside. "I was just in the neighborhood and figured I'd see how you two were holding up."Cassian looked down, avoiding his mother's sharp eyes. "We're doing fine."Alaina set her cup down, her expression hardening. "Showing up at a public event with Trista and Samantha is what you call 'fine'?""Don't listen to Wynn's drama," Cassian said, his face a mask of indifference."Cassian, I'm your mother. I want your mating to work," Alaina said, her voice heavy with worry. "But you have a biological kid with Samantha, and zero kids with Trista to keep things together. At this rate, your mating bond is going to snap."Cassian stayed silent, his Alpha aura turning stiff and cold.Alaina sighed. "Take my advice, Cassian. End your mating bond. Let each other move on wi