Chapter 385
Third Person’s POV
Seeing that Trista hadn’t reacted, Madison tilted her chin up maliciously. “Dr. Holmes, you aren’t actually planning on becoming that pup’s stepmother, are you p>
Trista stopped in her tracks, her gaze cutting across Madison’s face like a cold blade.
She spoke with a detached, undeniable authority. “Madison, which territory I join or who I choose to mate with is none of your business. You’re a rogue now. Worry about yourself p>
Madison shrunk back, looking around nervously. She didn’t dare cause a scene in front of this many high- tier Alphas.
But as she watched Cassian cut through the crowd to head straight for Trista, Madison nearly ground her teeth to dust with jealousy.
Cassian didn’t just have the looks; he controlled the sharpest resources in Los Angeles.
She had been obsessed with him for years, but as an illegitimate daughter, she’d always felt like a second- class citizen in the pack hierarchy–too afraid to ever speak up.
She’d thought that with Trista exiled and Samantha out of the picture, her moment had finally arrived.
She’d hoped her father would use Bluestar’s leverage to propose an alliance with Ironthorn, but she never imagined Ironthorn had already cut a secret deal with those savages from the Tundra Pack.
In a city full of elite Alphas, not one of them would look her in the eye, and the rejection was driving her insane.
Cassian’s expression was lethal as he blocked Trista’s path. “We need to talk p>
Elias took the hint and led his son away, giving them space.
When the noise of the plaza faded into the background, only the two of them remained on the second- floor gallery.
“Even if you hadn’t walked in, I wouldn’t have actually hurt Attwater,” Cassian tried to explain.
Trista found the statement absurd. “Cassian, you weren’t exactly a saint of mercy the last time you laid hands on him p>
At the mention of the “accident” where he’d injured Attwater’s wrist, Cassian’s confidence visibly faltered
He took a tentative step toward her, his tone softening. “That was a mistake. Attwater got a few punches in just now, too. Let’s call it even p>
He stared directly into her eyes, “Trista, let’s just wipe the slate clean. Forget the bad blood. Come back to the pack and we can start over, okay p>
Trista stepped back, her eyes as hard as iron. “I’m going to remember the hell you put my family through
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for the rest of my life p>
Finished
She paused, punctuating every word. “You want me to forget the past? The only way that happens is if I die right here p>
A flash of genuine pain crossed Cassian’s face, but Trista ignored it and turned to leave.
Cassian instinctively grabbed her wrist, his grip tight, as if he were terrified she’d vanish the second he let
The silence between them was suffocating.
“Those people were talking about you and Elias,” Cassian said, his voice a jagged rasp. “Why didn’t you deny it p>
Trista wrenched her arm free and looked back with a cold laugh. “Mr. Manwaring and I are both single. In this city, I don’t owe anyone an explanation for who I spend my time with p>
Cassian stood frozen as she walked away. With nowhere to vent his rage, he slammed a fist into the granite wall, sending stone chips flying.
Trista returned to the first floor just as the gala reached its peak.
Isaiah and Attwater immediately crowded around her, sniffing the air for signs of a struggle. “Did that jerk get rough with you p>
Trista shook her head.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cassian and Alger coming down the stairs. She lowered her gaze, treating him like he didn’t even exist.
Cassian kept his eyes locked on her, but he stayed back, not daring to cross the line again.
Alger suggested with a grin, “Alright everyone, let’s draw straws! The winner gets the honor of the first dance with our birthday girl, Penelope p>
Fred waved him off. “I’m too old for the spotlight. Let Isaiah or Attwater do it–let the young guys have some fun p>
Attwater shrugged. “Dancing? I’d rather go fifteen rounds in a cage match p>
Isaiah stood with his hands on his hips, looking arrogant. “No way am I letting that crazy girl step on my toes all night p>
The crowd let out a roar of laughter.
Just then, a tall woman holding a flute of champagne moved gracefully through the crowd.
She was dressed in a sharp, light–colored suit with a sleek, side–parted bob. Except for a luxury watch and splash of color at her neck, she wore no jewelry.
She approached the group, a perfect, polished smile on her face. “What’s everyone talking about? Sounds like a party”
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Alger, the Blade Pack’s second–in–command, stole a glance at Cassian before stepping forward to introduce her. “Everyone, meet Rowena Porter, daughter of the Tundra Alpha p>
After a round of introductions, Rowena’s gaze landed on Trista.
A flash of genuine impressed surprise crossed her eyes. “Alger, who is this stunning lady p>
Trista introduced herself with easy confidence. “Hello, Ms. Porter. I’m Trista Holmes p>
The two women locked eyes, both perfectly composed.
Trista was the first to look away.
It was obvious–Rowena already knew exactly who she was.
Cassian watched Trista like a hawk, terrified of missing even the slightest reaction on her face.
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The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love
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.