Chapter 428
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Chapter 428
Third Person’s POV
She had ignored his pain once again.
Actually, it was more than that–she wouldn’t even grant him a shred of her attention.
She didn’t care anymore.
The once–invincible Alpha wolf finally saw the truth reflected in those cold eyes: he had been discarded. He was officially scrubbed from the soul–deep bond he had once taken for granted.
Cassian’s face took on a grey, deathly pallor–the physiological decay that happens to a werewolf when they lose both their territory and their mate.
When Humphrey returned with the medication and saw Cassian semi–conscious on the floor, he nearly lost his mind. He dragged Cassian onto the sofa and frantically forced the pills down his throat.
“Alpha Cassian, hold on… the meds will help p>
Cassian lay motionless on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Silent tears escaped his eyes, soaking into the cushion.
“She’s not coming back…” he whispered, every word sounding like it was being squeezed from a shattered heart. “Humphrey, the bond… it’s completely gone p>
That was his midnight penance.
As the night deepened, the temperature inside the villa plummeted.
Cassian dragged his heavy, leaden body back to the bedroom.
Trista was already asleep, her breathing steady and shallow.
He stood by the bed, his eyelashes trembling as he watched her.
He was in so much pain he was bordering on a blackout, yet she could drift off into a peaceful dream
Cassian carefully lay down beside her. He didn’t dare touch her; he just hovered there, tentatively pulling her into a phantom embrace through the quilt.
It was him.
He was the one who used “control like a cage until the light in her eyes died.
He was the one who personally strangled every bit of passion she had as his mate
This was his karma.
She found him repulsive because he’d let his heart wander to another woman
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Chapter 428
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She looked at him with disgust because he’d emotionally cheated and betrayed her. To her, he was filthy. That’s why she wouldn’t eat his food. That’s why she couldn’t stand his touch.
In the pitch–black room, only a sliver of moonlight peaked through the curtains.
Perhaps it was the exhaustion, the medication, or simply the fact that Trista was right there, but for the first time in months, Cassian finally fell asleep.
The next morning, Cassian woke up to an empty bed. Trista was gone.
Panic hit him instantly.
He threw himself out of bed and ran through the house, searching every room from the top floor to the backyard.
Humphrey saw him bolting out of the house and quickly pointed toward the shore. “Alpha Cassian, Luna Trista went to the beach p>
Cassian didn’t wait. He ran toward the water like a madman until he saw her standing there, safe and sound.
Trista was dressed in a white gown, standing on the soft sand with the seawater swirling around her calves.
She had her arms spread wide, her head tilted back as the sea breeze tossed her long hair and the hem of her dress.
The morning sun hit the water, making the horizon and the girl in white melt into one shimmering line.
Cassian stared at her, entranced.
Memories of their honeymoon on this island flooded his mind.
Trista loved crowds and romance; he preferred silence and solitude.
Even though she’d planned a big trip to Europe, she had compromised just to be with him on this private
rock.
That month had been perfect.
They woke up in each other’s arms.
At sunset, they’d walk the beach.
Trista used to love playing in the waves.
If he didn’t answer her questions, she’d splash him, teasing and flirting until he picked her up.
They’d held hands, embraced, and kissed on this very sand.
When the passion got too high, they’d lose themselves in each other right there by the water
Afterward, Trista would curl up against his chest, listening to his heartbeat while she talked about their future.
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She told him she wanted two kids–a son and a daughter.
She said he could run the world, and she’d run their home.
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She told him she couldn’t sleep if he wasn’t there and made him promise never to stay out all night.
She reminded him that no matter how busy he was, he had to answer her texts and pick up her calls.
She told him he had to buy her flowers on every holiday–vibrant, red roses.
Every time he stayed silent, she’d playfuly bite him or nag him until he pinned her down again, leaving them both breathless and quiet.
Back then, Trista was like a rose in full bloom–passionate, fiery, and able to light him up without even rying. She had staked her entire future on him.
But none of the life she dreamed of ever happened.
He was “too busy” to answer her calls. He’d ignored her cute emojis because they seemed childish.
The only time he ever gave her roses was on their mating ceremony–and even then, Fred and Wynn had bought them for him.
He couldn’t even keep their child alive.
He’d even stayed away from home for an entire month for another woman.
Cassian walked toward her, his movements numb.
He couldn’t help himself–he wrapped his arms around her from behind. Trista’s body went rigid instantly, and she began to struggle.
Cassian held on tight, refusing to let her go. His voice was thick with an endless, agonizing grief.
“Trista, he whispered. “I want to go back. I want to go back so bad p>
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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.