All Chapters of The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Third Person's POVThe mention of Howard made Cassian's pupils needle into thin slits.He shook Samantha off with a look of pure disgust. "Feed the kid. I'll be in the car. And don't you dare bring that rogue-mutt stench into my upholstery."Samantha didn't dare hesitate. That level of Alpha-grade loathing made her skin crawl.She frantically shoved a few bites of steak into Algernon's mouth and hurried him out the door, scurrying after Cassian to the car.Inside the cramped space, Cassian's aura was suffocating—a mix of total dominance and visceral rejection that made it hard for them to even breathe.He drove in a deathly silence until they pulled up to their apartment building.As they got out, Samantha moved too fast and "accidentally" twisted her ankle.She let out a sharp cry of pain, watching Cassian out of the corner of her eye. He sat behind the wheel like a stone statue.She gave her son's sleeve a sharp tug. The kid was a rogue by blood—he knew the game.He immediately star

Third Person's POVTrista was beyond exhausted. As a healer, her mental energy had been drained by volatile patients all day; she had zero patience left for Cassian's manic brand of Alpha possessiveness.She closed her eyes, her voice like ice. "Cassian, you two literally have a kid together. Now you're trying to tell me she's 'not your woman'? That's the most pathetic joke I've ever heard."With that, she turned her back to him, effectively cutting the cord on the conversation.But instead of cooling off, Cassian's frustration spiked.He lunged across the bed, his movements rough as he crowded her space. He threw a heavy arm over her, locking her into his chest with a strength that brooked no argument.He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the mate scent that made his heart race and his head spin."I haven't touched her," he rasped, his voice thick with suppressed indignation. "Not once since she got back to LA."He still couldn't give her a straight answer about the

Third Person's POVFirst thing in the morning and some low-life stranger felt bold enough to walk all over her.Samantha finally snapped. She gripped the steering wheel and let out a series of raw, jagged screams into the empty car."Just you wait," she thought. "Once I break that bond, once Cassian and I are official and I'm the Luna of the strongest pack in this territory, nobody will ever look down on me again!"Sunset. Blue Bay Apartments.Samantha timed it perfectly, lurking in the shadows near Cassian's place.As soon as she saw his car pull into the spot, she shifted into "damsel" mode, stumbling out to meet him.Cassian climbed out of the car, looking exhausted, and immediately caught that cloying, sweet scent in the air.He frowned, his eyes landing on the angry swelling on her face. "What happened to your face?"Samantha looked at him like he was her only hope in the world. She covered her cheek, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind. "Cassian... Alaina called yesterda

Third Person's POVWithout saying a word, Cassian snatched the pillow from her arms. His other hand clamped onto her wrist like a vice, and he physically hauled her back into the bedroom.He threw the pillow onto the bed with a violent shove. Standing over her, his voice simmered with suppressed rage. "An Alpha and a Luna sleeping in separate rooms? If that gets out, who's going to believe we're still mates?"Trista gave him a dry, self-deprecating shrug. "If you hate the idea of separate rooms that much, fine. Go get your medical clearance and trade it for a key."Cassian lunged forward, grabbing her hand and slamming it against his chest, right over his heart. The beat beneath her palm was heavy, fast, and rhythmic."I'm right here. You're the doctor, aren't you? If you're so convinced I'm 'unclean,' go ahead—examine me yourself."Trista let out a sharp, bitter laugh and ripped her hand away. "And use myself as a test subject? Are you insane, Cassian, or do you just think I'm an idi

Third Person's POVOnly after he was out of earshot did the young healers dare to huddle up and whisper."Zelda, who was that? The vibe was so heavy my hands were literally shaking."Zelda lowered her voice, her expression conflicted. "That's the Alpha of the Ironthorn Pack, Cassian... and he's Trista's mate."Cassian ignored the prying eyes behind him and doubled back to the office.He smoothly grabbed Trista's coat from the rack and held it out to her.Trista kept her head down, focused on her charts, acting like he wasn't even there."It's time to clock out," Cassian said, keeping his tone soft and careful. "Let me take you out for a bite.""I'm not hungry.""Trista." He tried to catch her fingers with his, but she pulled back with practiced agility.They were surrounded by colleagues and patients; the last thing Trista wanted was a pheromone showdown in public. It was beneath her."Just go by yourself," she said, her voice flat. "I still have notes to finish."Before she could rea