The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163
Third Person’s POV 

He pulled back a corner of the blanket, climbed into bed, and reached out to turn her around, drawing her into his arms. 

Trista kept her eyes closed, offering him no response whatsoever. 

Her body didn’t resist, but it didn’t lean in either; she felt like a cold stone resting against his chest. 

Cassian smoothed her long hair and leaned down to place an incredibly light kiss on her brow. 

At that moment, she finally reached her limit. 

She opened her eyes, pressing her hands against his chest to push herself back, away from him. Her voice was exhausted but clear, “I’m tired. If you have ‘needs,‘ you can go find her.” 

Cassian’s movements stiffened. 

A second later, he shifted, pinning her beneath him. His hands braced on either side of her, and he looked down at her from above. 

His scent deepened, his Alpha presence spreading silently through the room without fully releasing his aura. 

“Trista,” he asked in a low voice, “I am your mate. Why are you so eager to push me away?” 

If she was unhappy, he wouldn’t mind if she blew up at him or even tore into him face–to–face. 

That, at least, would show she was still fighting. 

But her current state of calm left him with nowhere to gain leverage. 

Trista kept her hands against his chest, looking him straight in the eye. 

Her counter–question was peaceful and lucid, “Isn’t this exactly the result you’ve always wanted?” 

The next morning, at Sanctum Healing Center, light fell from the high windows, illuminating the silver–white walls and making everything look clean to the point of indifference. 

Trista sat by the bed, trying to convince her parents to move into the downtown villa. 

She was patient and articulate, but her parents still wouldn’t agree. 

She understood their hesitation. 

They were afraid that one day Cassian would turn on her again, that the Ironthorn Alpha would drag her back to the “settlement table,” and that every debt would be tallied up. They couldn’t afford to humiliated like that one day. 

For Silverlight members, dignity was their last remaining hide; once it was stripped away, they wouldn’t even be able to stand. 

What her parents didn’t know was that she had already signed the agreement. 

As long as she didn’t file for termination, she had the right to use the resources under Cassian’s name. 

That agreement was like a sharp key–Cassian had used it to lock her into his game, but it also meant he had handed a portion of his power over to her. 

She was a pawn on his board, and all her counter–moves were still within his sphere of control. 

She couldn’t escape yet, but she could learn to cut her losses. 

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