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Trista blinked in surprise. “Wait, the Blackthorn pack? One of the big eight p>
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Xander nodded. “Alpha Edwin had a shotgun wedding. He’s back in L.A. to throw this massive bash, mostly to show off his new Luna to everyone p>
A shotgun wedding? If Trista remembered correctly, Edwin was pushing fifty.
Seeing her brow furrow into a knot, Xander laughed and gave her forehead a playful flick.
Trista pulled back, rubbing her head. “Xander, is it for the reason I think it is p>
Xander’s smile faded into something a bit more cynical. “Exactly. Edwin has been obsessed with one thing his entire life: producing an heir. This is his third marriage. Word is the new Luna is already confirmed to be carrying a boy, so he’s treating her like she’s a goddess p>
Trista couldn’t help but sigh. Power and money really could solve most problems.
As long as your territory was big enough, there would always be a line of she–wolfs willing to give a fifty- year–old Alpha a son.
After being cornered by Howard and Tamara all afternoon, Trista felt suffocated by that stagnant, arrogant energy high–tier wolves always carried.
She decided to clock out early and head home. She spent the evening helping her mom with dinner and watching her dad prune the bushes in the yard.
It wasn’t until she was fully wrapped in the warm, calm scent of her family home that the day’s irritation. finally drained away.
Around 9:00 PM, Trista was curled up in bed on a video call with Isaiah when a message popped up from Cassian.
He said he was right outside the Silverlight gates and had something urgent to tell her.
Trista rolled her eyes and hung up on Isaiah without a word.
She hesitated for maybe two seconds before dialing Howard’s private number.
“Alpha Howard,” she said, her voice like ice the second he picked up. “Your grandson is currently losing his mind outside my front door. Come get him p>
Late at night, Cassian was leaning against his car, dressed in a sharp suit, his eyes locked on the closed gates.
The light was still on in the master bedroom on the second floor. He could clearly feel Trista’s magnetic field–quiet, detached, and so close he could almost touch it.
He looked down at his phone. His messages were still going unanswered.
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The truth was, since the day the bond broke, Trista had treated him like a ghost.
She didn’t block him; she just acted like he didn’t exist. She let anyone else into her life, but he was the only one she’d locked out of her territory.
That constant, lingering feeling of helplessness was like a dull blade sawing at his nerves. It wasn’t enough to kill him, but it was enough to drive him insane.
He heard a car door shut behind him. Brooke hurried over.
Cassian looked at Brooke, then back at the lit window, and his expression dimmed.
“What are you doing here?” he rasped.
Brook bowed respectfully. “Alpha Howard told me to bring you back p>
Seeing Cassian still staring at the house, Brook added softly, “Dr. Holmes called him personally. She isn’t going to see you tonight. Let’s go before this gets any more embarrassing p>
Cassian gripped his phone, standing under that window for a long time before letting out a bitter, mocking laugh and getting into the car.
Early at morning, Cassian stumbled into the master bedroom, reeking of expensive liquor.
When he saw the bed neatly made with deep grey linens, his clouded mind snapped into focus.
“Paisley p>
Paisley, the omega housekeeper, came running at the sound of his roar.
“Who told you to change these?” Cassian demanded, his pheromones wildly unstable as he pointed at the bed.
Paisley shrunk back. “Those were the ones Luna Trista left behind. You wouldn’t let us wash them for months. Alaina came by yesterday and said the color was depressing, so she told me to swap them out p>
Cassian shook his head violently, pointing at the bed. “Put them back. Now p>
He stormed into the bathroom. Paisley had no choice but to scramble and find the old, bohemian–style grey–and–white set and put it back on the bed.
In the early hours, in the master bedroom, Cassian lay in his dark robe, staring at the ceiling.
He instinctively reached out for the empty space beside him, and his heart felt like it was being crushed.
No matter how much he tossed and turned, he couldn’t catch that crisp, herbal scent that used to keep him grounded.
He rolled onto his side and hugged the duvet, and memories of their early mating flooded back.
Back then, Trista had hated the cold, depressing decor of the house. While he was out, she’d swapped the bedding for this bohemian style that felt more natural.
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He’d been cold and told her to change it back, but she insisted it would help with his insomnia.
At the time, he was busy taking a call about territorial expansion. He’d just told her coldly, “If a bedsheet could cure medical issues, why would anyone need a doctor p>
He remembered how hurt she looked. But when he finally finished in the study, she had finished making the bed anyway.
She ignored his cold attitude and crawled into his arms, asking if he was hungry or if she should make him some noodles.
Back then, he was her whole world.
Now, she couldn’t even look at him without feeling suffocated.
Cassian pulled out the crystal pendant.
The little composite baby Trista had drawn was smiling at him, eyes bright and clear.
The baby missed her, too. Just like he did.
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The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love
Chapter 406
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.