Semua Bab The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love: Bab 361 - Bab 370

Third Person's POVTrista stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression a complete blank. Her cool gaze didn't betray a single flicker of emotion.The guests began to whisper among themselves."Alpha Cassian is going public with this woman right after the divorce? I guess the rumors were true.""I can't believe she has the nerve to show her face here. It's trashy.""Inviting the ex-Luna to watch? She has zero class.""Look at her energy—she doesn't hold a candle to Dr. Holmes. I'll never understand Cassian's taste."***Samantha's mother, Georgia, heard the chatter and started barking like a stray protecting a bone. "What do you people know? Samantha was Alpha Cassian's first love!"Angela chimed in, "Exactly! Samantha has a high-end education. Her class is on a whole different level."The crowd went silent. No one wanted to get into a mud-slinging match with low-tier losers like them.Madison, sensing the tension, tried to smooth things over. "Alpha Cassian, since you prepared suc

Third Person's POVCassian gave a subtle nod, his cold gold eyes scanning the room. Humphrey instantly got the memo.He stepped forward and slammed a paternity report—complete with the Ironthorn seal and fresh glandular tissue samples—onto the long table.At the same time, two burly guards dragged Algernon out from the shadows, hauling the kid into the center of the room like a wet rag."Ainsley, take a good look at this pup," Cassian's voice boomed through the hall, heavy with the weight of a judge passing sentence. "He's your kid, yours and this bitch's. Am I right?"Ainsley gave Algernon a look of pure disgust, as if he were staring at a stain on his family's bloodline.He pointed a finger at Samantha, his voice a low, vibrating growl of suppressed rage. "Alpha Cassian, six years ago, this rogue found out I was about to hit my mating window. She was low enough to spike my water with stimulants—forcing my Alpha instincts to kick in so she could trap me. Later, she had the nerve to s

Third Person's POVThe slap sent Samantha spinning. She collapsed onto the floor like a pile of rags, unable to get back up.Suddenly, she lunged toward Cassian like a rabid dog, her sharp nails slicing through the air. "Cassian! I did everything for you! You can't do this to me!"The two Ironthorn guards were like brick walls. They pinned her shoulders, slamming her down just two feet away from him.Cassian looked down at her, the very last flicker of warmth in his eyes going cold. "Samantha, because you saved my life all those years ago, I gave you a thousand chances. But you're a murderer. No one can save you now."Samantha whipped her head around, her bloodshot eyes locking onto Trista. "It's because of her, isn't it?"She let out a piercing screech. "You're still obsessed with that woman! You want to mark her again, so you're throwing me in a dungeon to clear the way?"When Cassian didn't answer, Samantha completely lost it.She knelt on the floor and began to wail, her tears sme

Third Person's POVIn the corner, Georgia, George, and Angela kept their heads down, hugging the walls as they tried to make a break for it.Even as she was being dragged away, Samantha continued to shriek curses at everyone in the room.She had spent half her life scheming, with one single goal: breaking into the elite circle.Abroad, she had succeeded with reckless abandon. But back in L.A., faced with Cassian's cold distance, her rogue heart had started to falter, paralyzed by doubt.That hesitation was exactly why she'd lost everything.Watching her family abandon her without a second thought, Samantha felt a bone-deep chill.When she had money, she was the family's golden goose; the second she hit rock bottom, she was less than trash to them."I hate you! I hate all of you!" her screams faded as the heavy doors of the ballroom slammed shut behind her.Once the guests were cleared out, the ballroom was a hollowed-out wreck.Cassian looked at his mother, Alaina, his face etched wit

Third Person's POVUlva stood up and grabbed an extra set of silverware. "Isaiah, since you moved in next door, there's no reason for you to go hunting for food on your own. Anytime you don't feel like cooking, just come over. We've always got plenty."Attwater was already pulling out a chair. "My mom's right. Being a lone wolf is boring. Sit down, Isaiah!"Isaiah didn't act like a guest for a second. He sat right down and started joking with the Silverlight crew while helping himself to the omelets on the table.Attwater chewed on a piece of bacon, looking at Ulva. "Mom, the ranking exams at the Academy are only a week away. When Trista took them, you were outside the hall in a 'Number One Fan' shirt, radiating enough supportive energy to power a stadium. It's my turn now—you've gotta pull out an even bigger outfit to back me up."Ulva laughed, shaking her head. "I was in my prime when your sister took those tests. At my age, if I showed up in one of those giant slogan shirts, the ot