Chapter 465
The Heartbroken Luna’s Choice: Banish Love
Chapter 465
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Trista hung up the phone and turned around, walking straight into Cassian’s heavy, dark gaze.
Her breath hitched for a split second before she regained her composure, looking right through him as she tried to walk past.
“Trista,” Cassian said, his voice raspy as he watched her. “Happy Lunar Festival p>
Trista’s footsteps slowed to a halt.
She turned back, standing her ground with a cold, distant stare. “If you’re really feeling that unwell, find the time to book an appointment at the clinic p>
Cassian tossed his cigarette into the ash bin. He took a few steps toward her but stopped well outside her personal bubble.
He looked into her eyes and asked with a bitter smile, “Is that the only way you’ll treat me now? If I follow the ‘proper procedures‘? ”
They stared each other down.
“Yes,” Trista said, her voice firm.
Cassian felt a burn behind his eyes. He turned away to look at the silver disk of the full moon hanging in the sky. “Forget it,” he said, his voice dropping to a chill. “I’m fine p>
Seeing him like this only made Trista angrier. She stepped forward, her expression hardening. “You haven’t changed at all, Cassian. Still selfish, still a master manipulator. A man like you–even if every other werewolf in L.A. fell, you’d still be standing p>
Cassian fought back the dull ache in his chest and looked back at her. “You’re right. I’m a piece of work. It’s not like this is news to you p>
“You’re damn right you are!” Trista snapped, her voice thick with accusation. “Wynn almost cut me off because of you. Your mother is wasting away, debasing herself just to beg me for help. Your father swallowed his pride to bow to me, and even your grandfather tried to bribe me with fifteen percent of Ironthorn just to get me back to you p>
Trista’s eyes were rimmed with red. “You’re using this ‘sickness‘ to lean on everyone, forcing them to torture me. You’re even playing your own flesh and blood. You’re pathetic, Cassian. Truly shameless p>
Cassian’s fists clenched at his sides.
He looked at her hostile gaze and felt like he was being shattered into a million pieces.
He forced back the moisture in his eyes and met her stare, admitting it all with a brutal, jagged honesty “Fine! Yes! I used them to try and force you back. I lied to all of them–the sickness is a lie, the meds are a lie, the vomiting blood and fainting? All a stunt! All of it is fake p>
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Trista caught sight of several silhouettes approaching behind him. Her expression turned to stone as she addressed the people who had just frozen in their tracks. “Did you all hear that? He said it himself. He’s a fraud. There’s nothing wrong with him p>
With that, Trista pulled her pheromones inward, creating a void of dead silence around her.
She didn’t spare him another glance, her boots clicking sharply against the cold tile as she vanished into the night like a dissipating mist.
Without warning, Wilmot swung, his palm connecting heavily with Cassian’s face.
It was the fury of a High Alpha; the force of the blow made the air itself vibrate.
Wilmot pointed a finger at Cassian, his hand shaking with pure, unadulterated rage. “You absolute bastard! Ironthorn has dragged its name through the dirt for you, and you had the nerve to lie to your own blood p>
Cassian’s head was whipped to the side. He pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, then wiped a streak of dark red blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Did I not make myself clear?” He looked back at his father, a hint of predatory Alpha rage flickering in his pupils, standing his ground against Wilmot’s aura. “Why did you go behind my back to harass her p>
Wilmot grit his teeth, a low growl vibrating in his chest. “We did it for you, you idiot p>
Cassian let out a hollow, self–deprecating laugh, as if he’d just heard the world’s most ridiculous joke.
“Well, now you know I’m not dying,” he said. “Now you know my wolf soul isn’t fading. So stop making fools of yourselves. Stop bothering her. Can you do that p>
“From now on, I don’t care what happens to you!” Wilmot barked, turning on his heel, the scent of gunpowder radiating off him like a fire.
Alaina looked at her son, torn between belief and doubt, before letting out a long, exhausted sigh. “Forget the dinner. We’re done here p>
Once their parents left, Wynn stayed by Cassian’s side, worried. She could feel the energy in his body spiraling out of control. “Cassian… were you really lying? Your wolf… it feels so weak p>
Cassian’s expression didn’t change, but the look in his eyes was terrifyingly dark. “Leave me alone p>
The second Wynn stepped away, Cassian spun around.
“Pffi p>
A spray of hot, vivid blood hit the neutral–toned wall.
It was the physical price of forcibly suppressing his injuries and burning through his life force to maintain
appearances.
Attwater, who had doubled back to grab something he’d forgotten, saw the whole thing.
Cassian’s hand gripped the edge of the wall so hard his nails left deep gouges in the plaster.
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Attwater watched the once–untouchable Alpha for a long moment before pulling a tissue from his pocket and holding it out.
Cassian struggled to look up. When he saw the hand holding the tissue, his eyes went bloodshot instantly, filling with a desperate hope.
He thought… he thought she had come back.
When he realized it was Attwater, his head dropped in defeat. His voice was a hoarse, barely audible rasp. “Attwater… don’t tell your sister p>
Attwater shoved his other hand into his pocket, his gaze as cold as ice. “You two broke the bond a long time ago. I’m not going to waste my breath talking to her about you p>
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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.