The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199

Third Person’s POV

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In Samantha’s mind, she didn’t see herself as any less than Trista. After all, Trista’s family, the Silverlight Pack, was a sinking ship.

In terms of looks, Samantha felt she was just as captivating.

And as for personality? She had perfected the role of the sweet, submissive, and “independent” woman whenever Cassian was around.

She truly couldn’t wrap her head around it. Why did Trista get to walk among these werewolves like she owned the place, while she was forced to swallow their insults and mockery?

Samantha cast a heartbroken look at Cassian, her voice a fragile whisper. “I’m so sorry, Alpha Cassian. It seems I’ve caused you more trouble.”

Seeing the crowd’s pheromones turning hostile–everyone lining up to tear Samantha apart— Cassian finally snapped.

Avoiding the judgmental glares of the room, he muttered to her, “Go. Get out of here.”

Samantha had already achieved what she came for, and she had no intention of staying to be a punching bag.

Before she turned to leave, she made sure to shot Trista a pointed, lingering look, making sure her “victory” was felt.

Cassian stepped to Trista’s side and grabbed her hand, reclaiming his territory.

He addressed Priscilla with a strained nod. “Priscilla, this is all just a misunderstanding. Once we’re back to the pack, I’ll clear everything up with Trista.”

Priscilla let go of Trista, but she didn’t let Cassian off the hook. She let her aura flare as a final warning. “For your sake, it better be a misunderstanding. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to have a very long chat with your father about getting Trista the justice she deserves.”

The words had barely left her mouth when a vicious snarl echoed from the end of the hall. “Who the hell gave you permission to leave, you little bitch?”

Everyone turned just in time to see Wynn’s hand fly.

The slap was so hard Samantha’s vision went dark. She shrieked, clutching her face as she stumbled back.

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Chapter 190

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With tears streaming down her face, she looked at Cassian–who was still standing by Trista- with a look of pure, wretched betrayal.

Cassian’s hand dropped from Trista’s instantly.

He lunged forward, shielding Samantha behind his broad frame. His eyes burned with an Alpha’s cold fury as he glared at his sister. “Get out of my sight, Wynn. Now. Before I actually lose my temper.”

Wynn tilted her chin up, her own power surging in defiance. “I’m not just going to slap her. I’m going to strip that stolen Luna dress off her back right here in front of everyone. You want to stop me? Go ahead–swing at your own sister in public!”

Seeing that Cassian was on the verge of a total meltdown, Trista stepped in and pulled Wynn back.

She forced two perfect streaks of tears down her face, her voice trembling with manufactured heartbreak. “Cassian… you keep saying this is a misunderstanding. But look at you. You’re protecting her like she’s your mate. How am I supposed to believe you’re loyal to our mating bond?”

Chloe wasn’t about to let a man disrespect the sanctity of a mate–contract so openly. “Alpha Cassian,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “If you’re going to cheat, at least be professional enough to clean up your mess. Even if you don’t give a damn about your own reputation, you owe your Luna a baseline level of respect.”

A wave of hushed, scandalized gasps rippled through the onlookers. The way they looked at Cassian changed from respect to mockery.

Cassian stared at Trista’s bloodshot eyes, a heavy, suffocating weight tightening around his chest.

He walked back to her, grabbing her hand with a grip that was slightly softer but no less commanding. “We’re going back to Ironthorn. We’ll talk there.”

Trista felt a cold smirk deep in her soul.

Of course. Once she was back on his turf, he’d lock the doors and she’d never get another word

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