The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Trista’s POV

“I messed up your wrist during that last scuffle, Cassian’s voice was eerily calm–the kind of quiet you only get right before a hurricane hits “Tell me, what’s it going to take to wipe the date clean?

“I want to hear your bones snap under my own hands!” Attwater spat, his voice thick with pure, unadulterated venom.

“Then be a man of your word,” Cassian replied.

My heart dropped. I threw my napkin aside and bolted for the hallway.

Just as I shoved the door open, a sickening, wet crack echoed through the small room.

It was a clean break. The sound was so sharp it sent a chill straight down my spine. s so sharp it sent a chill straight down my spine.

Cassian let out a strangled, muffled groan.

He didn’t lash out like a typical Alpha would; instead, he just stood there, letting his broken wrist hang at a grotesque, mangled angle. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped into his collar.

Attwater was panting, the feral red glow in his eyes fading slightly as he saw me standing there.

Cassian, fighting through what had to be excruciating pain, turned to face me.

His wolf–eyes, darkened by the shock of the injury, locked onto mine.

He dragged himself toward me, his steps heavy and deliberate, trailing the scent of blood and shaky breath.

“The debt I owed Attwater… it’s paid in bone,” he rasped. “Can we move past this now, Trista?”

I looked at his wrist–it was already turning a nasty shade of purple and swelling fast. I felt a small twitch in my chest, but it wasn’t pity. It wasn’t anything.

I avoided his pleading gaze. My voice was as cold as a stone on a frozen border. “There’s a high–end private clinic at the edge of the neighborhood. I’m taking you there now You need a healer to run an orthopedic scan and reset those fragments.”

I knew Attwater’s strike was brutal, but it didn’t even come close to balancing the scales for the years of humiliation Cassian had put my family through.

The trauma he’d inflicted was like a slow–acting poison in my marrow. I couldn’t just “wipe the slate clean” on scars like that. I couldn’t..

An hour later, the magic in the clinic settled. I walked out with Cassian, whose wrist was now wrapped in pain–dulling enchanted bandages.

He looked a little pale. I stopped walking and tried to convince the high–and–mighty Alpha to just go home. “You should go back to the manor. They have better medical resources there, and it’s a better environment for you to recover.”

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Chapter 185

Cassian’s face fell instantly. The cold cedar scent of his pheromones grew thick and suffocating with his displeasure

“Dista, we are a mated couple, joined under the Moon Goddess,” he said, his voice low and stubborn, clinging to the last shred of his dignity. “Tonight is the New Year’s Blood Moon. If we spend it apart, how ar I supposed to face the Elders at tomorrow’s assembly? They’re all just waiting for a reason to laugh at our bond failing.”

I opened my mouth to snap back with something biting, but looking at that ruined wrist, I lost my edge.

I took a deep breath and gave in, leading him back to the Silverlight territory,

To keep the peace for the ritual, my parents and Attwater chose silence.

The New Year’s dinner went by in a weird, fragile kind of calm..

By the time we left my parents‘ house,

Sun had long since set. It was 8:00 PM.

The streetlights cast a yellow glow over the patches of dirty snow on the sidewalk.

Cassian’s good hand reached out and grabb

some kind of connection.

mine, his palm burning hot against my skin, trying to force

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