Chapter 112
Chapter 112
Trista’s POV
I saw Cassian step out of the car, and my brow instinctively furrowed.
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The moment Samantha saw him, she hurriedly bent down to scoop up the small boxes on the ground, shoving them into the deepest corner of her handbag.
She moved with a desperate, frantic energy, as if terrified of being caught.
She approached him with a submissive smile. “Cassian, what are you doing here p>
Cassian’s gaze lingered for a few seconds on the distinct finger marks on Samantha’s cheek.
He spoke with a voice that was cold and precise, “I’m here to pick up Trista p>
Behind him, the car window slid down, and I saw Alaina sitting inside.
Panic instantly flooded Samantha’s eyes. Guilt was written all over her face as she stammered an explanation. “Cassian, I just happened to run into Luna Trista while picking up a prescription. I was just saying hello p>
Fearing that staying a second longer would expose more cracks in her story, she clutched her bag and fled.
Cassian walked up to me, his eyes searching my face. His voice was low. “My parents are here. They want to meet with yours p>
My eyes, however, remained fixed on Samantha’s retreating figure.
Without looking back, I challenged him, “Aren’t you going to ask who slapped her p>
Cassian frowned, his tone shifting to one of clear displeasure. “Trista, I am talking to you about us p>
I didn’t hesitate; I cut straight to the point. “If this is about terminating the mating bond, don’t waste time. If you agree, we can head to the Moonlight Altar right now; if not, wait for the Council proceedings p>
Cassian’s face darkened. His voice dropped into a warning. “Howard is here too. You know his temper p>
Ironthorn Group is a major corporation, and our mating was never hidden from the public.
If I proceeded with a lawsuit, the scandal of Cassian crossing the line would be laid bare.
Howard, obsessed with Ironthorn’s reputation, would naturally intervene with force.
I knew this was a meeting I couldn’t avoid.
Understanding that they hadn’t come with good intentions, I called my father ahead of time.
Ten minutes later, I led the Ironthorn contingent into our home.
In our ninety–square–meter apartment, the Ironthorn members made the living room feel instantly cramped.
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They brought the cold, hard aura of the pack’s inner
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sanctum with them, making the very air feel heavy.
m but it couldn’t soothe the tightening in my
Ulva squeezed my shoulder comfortingly. Her palm was
chest.
Randolph maintained a thin veil of dignity as he invited the Ironthorn elders to sit, his voice steady as if preparing for an interrogation he couldn’t escape.
Cassian ignored everyone else and walked straight to Attwater, his eyes landing on the brace on his left wrist. “How is the wrist? Do you need a follow–up at the healing center p>
Attwater looked at him with pure hostility, his shoulders bunched as if ready to pounce.
He instinctively reached for a folding stool, but I quickly grabbed his arm.
“They’re here to talk about the termination,” I whispered, pushing Attwater toward his room. “Stay inside. Don’t come out p>
Attwater gritted his teeth, his throat working as he finally nodded.
In that moment, I saw the humiliation in his eyes, and it felt like a knife in my heart.
I closed the door and glanced at Cassian, who was watching from the doorway, before walking into the living room.
He followed me silently, his gaze complex.
In the small living room, the two families sat opposite each other.
I sat by my mother, while Cassian took a single armchair nearby–not too close, not too far, as if maintaining a visible line of order.
Alaina, catching a nod from Howard, spoke first. “We’ve come today to discuss the termination p>
She paused, weighing her words under the pressure of the elders. “Our packs have a long history. Cassian and Trista grew up together. It would be a shame to dissolve such a long–standing bond over this p>
Alaina looked at me, her eyes full of apology. “It’s our fault for not raising our son better. Trista has been wronged. I’m here to apologize. We also wanted to hear your thoughts–to see if you could convince Trista to give Cassian another chance p>
Ulva looked at me and refused flatly. “There’s no need for convincing. We support Trista’s decision p>
As soon as my mother spoke, the expressions of Cassian’s family shifted.
The invisible pressure in the room intensified, like stones being piled on our chests.
Cassian watched my reaction intently, remaining silent.
I sat quietly by my mother, looking down.
If Alaina had come alone, I might have believed this was about reconciliation.
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But with Wilmot and Howard here, this wasn’t a talk–it was an ambush. They wanted to force me back into the position they deemed “correct p>
Sure enough, Wilmot spoke up, his voice laced with barbs. “The Silverlight pack was in ruins. If Cassign hadn’t stepped in, you wouldn’t have cleared those debts even if you sold your house and cars p>
I started to stand up, fury rushing to my he
But Ulva gripped me tightly, forcing me back onto the sofa.
Her eyes told me, “Don’t let them see you lose a single opening to attack p>
Control. Don’t give
Wilmot continued to press, making no effort to hide his disdain. “For a she–wolf from a fallen pack to enter Ironthorn… you wouldn’t deny that you were marrying up, would you 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.