The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141

Third Person’s POV 

The woman blocking the car was tall, wrapped in an oversized trench coat, her features sharp under the winter sun. 

After months of plastic surgery and “touch–ups,” her face was undeniably refined–her nose straighter, her jawline more defined. 

She was prettier now, but she carried an air of over–processed perfection that felt brittle and staged. She was a far cry from the raw, unpolished girl she used to be. 

The car came to a smooth halt, and the rear window slid down. 

Samantha instinctively glanced at the Ironthorn gates. Facing the family crest and the armed guards, her omega instincts flared with a flicker of raw fear. 

She quickly masked it, putting on her best “fragile” face. “Cassian, I called you so many times but you never picked up. I didn’t know where else to go.” 

Cassian’s tone was flat. “What is it?” 

Samantha lowered her voice, testing the waters. “Can I get in? I don’t feel right talking about this out here.” 

Cassian hesitated for a beat before nodding. The locks clicked. 

The second she was inside, Samantha started rambling. “Cassian, I heard what happened yesterday. I heard Luna Trista was taken away by the police right before the hearing. I’ve been so worried about both of you; I had to come see you.” 

Cassian’s eyes sharpened instantly, his innate Alpha edge sparking to life. “Where exactly did you hear that?” 

Samantha let out a soft, practiced sigh of hurt. “Cassian, everyone’s talking about it. It’s not exactly a state 

secret.” 

Seeing that he wasn’t biting, her anxiety spiked, and she pushed further. “I asked around… for someone in her position, she should be eligible for bail. It’s not like she has to stay locked up in that holding cell-” 

Cassian’s expression turned to stone, though his voice remained steady. “Samantha, I’ll handle my mate’s situation. That is outside your concern.” 

It was as if he’d stepped on a nerve. Samantha’s emotions bubbled over. “Cassian, she’s beautiful and kind, and she’s letting us survive here in LA. I’ve always been grateful for that. I’ve felt so guilty that our presence caused so much trouble between you two. Now that this has happened, how am I supposed to just ‘not care‘?” 

Cassian remained unmoved. “You don’t need to carry this. Let the legal process play out.” 

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