Chapter 410
Chapter 410
Third Person’s POV
Finished
Madison immediately started working the crowd. “Oh my god! Did you see that?! You already destroyed Samantha, and now you’re going after her family? You knew my aunt is carrying the only heir to the Blackthorns, and you still attacked her? Are you trying to end Alpha Edwin’s bloodline p>
George and Angela piled on, snarling at the onlookers. “Look at her! She has zero respect for the Blackthorns! A woman this cold–blooded doesn’t belong in our world p>
The whispers from the crowd hit like a tidal wave.
Thomasina groaned in pain, clutching her stomach, while a terrified omega maid scrambled downstairs to ind help.
The guests blocked Trista from leaving; some were already shouting to call the cops and pull the security ootage.
Crista stood in the center of the storm, looking down at the woman on the floor. The performance was lawless.
From the lipstick stain to the calculated pinch that triggered a reflex –it was a lethal, professional–grade
rap.
n the eyes of everyone in that hallway, she was now the bitter ex who was crazy enough to hurt an unborn
Alpha Edwin burst onto the second floor, flanked by a wall of security and radiating a thunderous,
errifying aura.
As he passed Trista, the sheer malice in his aura was enough to make the air vibrate.
He dropped to one knee, panic etched on his face as he reached for his wife. “Babe, hold on. I’m getting you to the healing center right now p>
Thomasina gripped his wrist, stopping him.
She curled into his chest, her eyes rimmed with red, her pheromones giving off the distinct, fragile scent of a she–wolf whose young is under threat. It was a primal distress signal that no wolf could ignore p>
“Honey, I’m fine…” she whispered, her voice thin but laced with a lethal chill.
“But our kid… he must be so scared. I can feel my wolf trembling…
Edwin insisted on leaving, but Thomasina wouldn’t budge.
She looked up, using that “victim” energy to precisely manipulate the senses of every wolf in the room. 1 never thought I’d be treated like this in my own home, I only wanted to help Dr. Holmes change her dress, and she just … she exploded. She tried to take out the Blackthorn heir…
Trista took a deep breath, feeling physically sick from the theater of it all. Luna Thomasina, can you read
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my mind now? You seem to know what I’m thinking better than I do p>
Finished
Thomasina didn’t blink. “There are cameras in the hall. If I’m lying, I’ll personally surrender my Luna title and apologize to you in front of everyone p>
‘Everyone saw you shove her, Trista! Don’t even try to deny it!” Madison shrieked from the sidelines.
The guests began to let out low, warning snarls, demanding to see the footage.
Alpha Edwin’s face was a mask of fury as he gave the order to pull the tape.
He locked his bloodshot eyes on Trista, his voice sub–zero. “If this is true, I don’t care who you’re with– I will make sure you vanish from this city p>
The scene was spiraling. Thomasina played the part of the crumbling victim to perfection, while Madison, George, and Angela acted like vultures circling a fresh kill, whipping the crowd into a frenzy.
The insults started flying.
People mocked her, saying she’d lost her mind after the severance; others spread venomous rumors, laiming she was a social climber who slept her way into Xander’s circle.
Trista stood there, expressionless, listening to the filth.
She kept her scent completely reined in, meeting the pack of predators with a wall of silence.
Suddenly, Alpha Edwin’s phone buzzed.
He projected the intercepted security footage for the room to see.
In the video, Thomasina looked like the picture of grace and kindness. When Trista turned her down, there was a clear, explosive shove that sent Thomasina crashing to the floor.
With the “proof” out there, Thomasina’s expression turned even more piteous.
The crowd’s judgment turned into a full–blown verbal assault. Several Alphas even began releasing oppressive auras to pin Trista down.
“You’re a freak who can’t even control her own instincts!” Madison screamed in her face. “You don’t deserve to be a healer p>
Just as the crowd reached its breaking point–with a few men looking ready to physically restrain her- Cassian, Fred, and Xander finally shoved through the throng.
Fred stepped up, shielding Trista’s side, his brow furrowed. “What the hell happened?
Trista looked at the three men. The weight of the day, the disgust of being framed, and the sheer exhaustion finally broke through. Her eyes went red in a second.
Cassian stood frozen, watching as Trista walked toward him with tears blurring her eyes.
He felt his wolf let out a feral roar – a desperate, violent urge to burn the world down just to keep her safe.
Sara Lili
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.