Chapter 391
The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love
Chapter 391
Third Person’s POV
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Cassian forced himself to stand, his face a mask of lethal shadows. He shot Alistair a cold warning. “Play your power games all you want, but leave Trista out of it. She doesn’t belong in your world p>
Alistair toyed with his obsidian beads, his voice smooth but every word meant to twist the knife. “She and I are exactly the same kind of person. On the other hand, Alpha Cassian, she’s definitely made sure she’s no longer in yours p>
Cassian could barely contain the feral rage boiling in his blood. He gripped Trista’s wrist in a vice. “You’re coming with me p>
Right then, his father Wilmot’s face flashed on his phone–an incoming video call.
Trista frowned in disgust and wrenched her arm free with everything she had.
Cassian was already at the end of his rope; the force of her shove sent him crashing back onto the cold floor.
Trista stood there, momentarily speechless at the sight of him so weak.
Ignoring his pride, Cassian answered the call right there on the floor.
On the screen, Wilmot took one look at his son’s haggard state and flipped. “Cassian! Where are you? Why are you white as a ghost p>
Cassian tilted the camera slightly, letting his father see Alistair and Trista in the room. His voice was a shredded rasp. “Dad, I’m at Shadowfang. I’m fine. Just taking out some trash p>
As he spoke, his fingers lost their grip. The phone slipped, landing face–down on the floor with a loud thwack.
He struggled to push himself up, one hand clamped over the wound that was still soaking his shirt, trying to reach for the phone.
Wilmot’s roar exploded from the speakers. “Cassian! You’re bleeding? Is this because of Trista again p>
Cassian looked up, holding Trista’s gaze for a long, heavy moment before answering his father with a weak but firm voice. “I couldn’t just stand by and let something happen to her p>
On the other end, Wilmot was already screaming about making Silverlight pay, while Alaina’s panicked sobbing filled the background.
Cassian frowned and cut the call.
Trista traded a look with Alistair, a cold laugh echoing in her mind.
Cassian’s performance was intentional. By saying that in front of Wilmot, he had effectively pinned the entire blame for the attack on her and Alistair.
2:07 pm DDD
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Knowing the obsessive, paranoid nature of the Ironthorn elders, Cassian’s grandfather would probably show up tomorrow to level the Shadowfang estate.
Even worse, once Wilmot decided she was “trouble,” he’d never let it go–he might even go after her
parents.
Thinking about those Ironthorn monsters made Trista’s head throb.
If she’d had a choice, she would have taken the hit for Cassian herself rather than be tied to that family for even one more second.
But the damage was done. All she could do now was damage control.
She didn’t want to owe Cassian anything, and she definitely didn’t want to bring a disaster down on her family’s house.
After a quick mental calculation, she stepped forward and expressionlessly propped up the swaying Alpha.
Cassian’s bottomless eyes locked onto her face. Despite the sweat pouring down his forehead from the pain, his lips twitched into a ghost of a smirk.
“I’m taking you to the healing center,” Trista said, her voice as cold as ice.
5:00 AM, at the VIP Suite of the healing center, after Trista and Abbott worked together to get Cassian into surgery, Abbott headed back to Shadowfang to report in.
Cassian hadn’t woken up from the anesthesia yet.
Trista spoke with the healers and learned the truth: the two puncture wounds were deep. By the time they’d checked him in, he had slipped into a deep coma from massive blood loss.
Looking at the pale man on the bed, Trista’s anxiety spiked.
If the Ironthorn elders found out Cassian almost died for her and ended up in intensive care, it would start a literal war.
The Next Day, Near noon, Cassian finally opened his eyes to the light.
He scanned the room and saw his parents and Wynn standing there, along with two middle–aged women he didn’t recognize.
“Mom…” Cassian’s voice was a wreck. “Who are they p>
The two women stepped forward professionally. “Alpha Cassian, it’s a pleasure. We are the private nurses Dr. Holmes hired to oversee your recovery p>
Private nurses?
The color that had started returning to Cassian’s face drained instantly. A cold, irritable energy flashed in his eyes. “Where is she? ”
One of the nurses answered honestly. “Dr. Holmes gave us her instructions and left for home first thing this morning to get some sleep p>
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Silence.
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In that moment, it felt like the wounds in his chest had ripped wide open all over again.
Wilmot was livid, his aura nearly vibrating the room. “I knew that woman was a snake! You almost die protecting her, and what does she do? Dumps you on two nurses and disappears p>
He whirled on Alaina, growling. “We’re going to Silverlight right now. I want to see what kind of daughter hey raised. Her heart is harder than a Tundra wolf’s p>
Dad!” Cassian shoved himself upright, the movement catching his stitches. He sucked in a sharp breath of >ain. “This is between me and Trista. Don’t you dare go near her family p>
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.