Chapter 411
Chapter 411
Third Person’s POV
Cassian instinctively stepped forward, his voice dropping to a whisper so tender it vibrated with a repressed tremor. “Don’t be scared. I’ve got you p>
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But before his hand could even brush the fabric of her dress, Trista walked right past him without a single glance. She headed straight for Xander and Fred standing behind him.
“Fred… Xander… they’re setting me up p>
Hearing the slight break in her voice behind him, Cassian turned around, frozen. His hand, which had been reaching out to embrace her, dropped uselessly to his side.
The realization hit him like a physical blow: that flash of vulnerability and hurt wasn’t for him.
He had moved to meet her halfway, and she had bypassed him like he was something rotting in the street.
That feeling of being completely shut out felt like a predator’s teeth tearing into his chest.
His vision blurred for a second, his tall frame swaying as he nearly collapsed. Fred moved fast, grabbing his shoulder to brace Cassian’s failing strength.
Xander didn’t have the whole story yet, but as her partner, he instantly dropped into an Alpha’s defensive stance, shielding Trista. “Alpha Edwin, I think there’s a misunderstanding here. Dr. Holmes is my guest. If you have an accusation, you bring it to me p>
Thomasina, supported by an omega maid, stood up unsteadily.
She stepped forward, her voice a low, calculated tragedy. “Alpha Xander, I’ve heard about the… history… between Dr. Holmes and my niece, Samantha. I personally hold no grudge against her p>
She paused, her eyes rimming with red. “I just didn’t realize her hatred for the Fernandez family went this deep. If I hadn’t protected my stomach just now, the Blackthorn heir would be dead p>
Madison shrieked from the crowd, “Alpha Xander, there are dozens of witnesses! The security footage is clear! She tried to kill a pregnant Luna over a personal grudge. She belongs in a cage p>
Fred shot a look of pure disgust at Madison. “Since when does a low–rent parasite get a seat at the table? Get back in your hole p>
Madison turned beet–red, shrinking back into the crowd under Fred’s glare.
Alpha Edwin, fueled by his mate’s distress, felt his protective instincts turn feral. He glared at Xander, “I don’t care if she’s your guest! She touched my mate. You owe me an explanation, right now p>
Cassian shoved Fred aside and stepped forward, his face a mask of cold fury.
He glanced briefly at Trista before locking eyes with Thomasina. His voice was slow, but it carried the weight of a death threat. “Luna Thomasina, Samantha is in prison because of a murder charge. She’s exactly where she belongs p>
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Thomasina leaned into her husband, a bitter, mocking smile on her lips. “Alpha Cassian, I’m a reasonable woman. But if you’re going to cover for her and act like I’m the one faking this, then I have nothing left to say. I’ll just swallow the insult p>
A dangerous glint flashed in Cassian’s eyes. “I’m the one who put Samantha away. If the Fernandez family has a problem with that, you come for Ironthorn. Don’t you dare touch an innocent woman p>
Thomasina kept her head down, playing the helpless victim. “You’re joking. How could a ‘nobody‘ family like mine stand up to you? I was just shoved to the ground in my own home and I can’t even get justice. What hope do I have p>
Hearing Thomasina sound so defeated, Edwin finally lost it.
He glared at Xander and Cassian. “I have the footage and the witnesses! My Luna has been assaulted. Even if I have to take this to the Council, I’m getting justice! If you want to protect this she–wolf, then you’re declaring war on the Blackthorns p>
He barked an order to his beta to call the Werewolf Council immediately.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Cassian instinctively reached for Trista’s wrist, desperate to give her something to lean on.
But Trista timed it perfectly–she took a sharp step forward, leaving Cassian’s hand grasping at thin air.
He stared at her back, feeling a sense of abandonment so profound it threatened to swallow his mind.
But then, Trista’s energy shifted.
The cold, detached doctor vanished. In her place was someone small, fragile, and deeply wronged. Her pheromones shifted into a distress signal so potent it overshadowed Thomasina’s entire performance.
“Alpha Xander,” she said softly. “You brought me here tonight, and I didn’t want to say anything. I didn’t want to cause a rift between the packs. But Luna Thomasina is leaving me no choice p>
Xander had been like a brother to her, mentoring her and looking out for her.
She refused to let his reputation be tarnished by this, and she wouldn’t let the packs go to war over a lie.
Luckily, she had insurance.
In front of the entire room, Trista slowly pulled back the lace sleeve on her right arm.
The crowd let out a collective, sharp intake of breath. On her pale, delicate forearm were deep, purple- black bruises in the shape of fingers–some spots were even torn and bleeding where nails had dug into
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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.