The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204

Trista’s POV

Cassian pushed away the omegas trying to bandage his head. Every step he took toward Howard was heary with a lethal kind of resolve.

“Grandfather.” his voice was a raw, gravelly rasp, but it didn’t waver. “Six years ago, you used every dirty trick in the book to tear us apart and ship her halfway across the world. This time, I’m not letting you take her from me. Not again.”

As he said it, I felt our mating bond twitch, like someone was pulling on a loose thread.

He must have felt the vibration too, because his head snapped toward me, his dark, complicated gaze searching for me in the corner of the room.

I stayed back in the shadows, letting the dim light mask whatever was left of my expression.

I stood there like a ghost–a total stranger to the scene.

Howard was shaking with a fury so intense his cane rattled against the floor. He took two aggressive steps forward, his voice a senile roar that echoed off the high ceilings. “If she dares to spit on a mate–bond witnessed by the Moon Goddess herself, I will make her pay! I’ll make it cost her everything she holds dear!”

Cassian didn’t flinch. Every word he spoke was a heavy strike. “Samantha and that boy are my life now. If you want to get to them, you’re going to have to go through me first.”

The massive hall went dead silent.

Everyone present was paralyzed by the sheer insanity of his declaration.

The second the echoes of his voice died down, Cassian looked at me again.

I lifted my head and gave him the faintest, most hollow smile. “Congratulations, Cassian,” I whispered. “You finally found someone worth dying for. Someone you’re actually willing to protect.”

We stared at each other in that suffocating silence.

I looked at him with a peace I’d never felt before–a sense of total, final relief.

From the moment I first learned to babble his name as a pup, through our teenage years, the first time my heart skipped a beat for him, all the way to the day I put on my wedding dress… that name, Cassian, had been the soundtrack to my entire life.

We started with a childish “Cassian,” and it was only fitting that it ended with one, too.

In the blur of my vision, I could almost see my younger self–the girl who worshipped the ground he walked on–walking toward me holding a jagged dagger.

She smiled as she buried the blade deep into my chest and asked, “Is this deep enough yet?”

I closed my eyes, my brow furrowing from the sharp, localized pain.

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Chapter 204

I answered her in my head, “Yeah. It’s deep enough. And it hurts like hell

“But I promise you… there won’t be a next time.”

Cassian just stood there, staring at me.

His chest started heaving as if he were suffering from some kind of psychic whiplash.

Panic flooded his face, and he started moving toward me, completely losing his cool.

But Samantha broke free from the guards and threw herself in his path.

She grabbed his arm, physically blocking his view of me, sobbing hysterically. “Cassian, what are we going to do? You were just helping me out–why did it turn into this nightmare?”

Her screeching voice seemed to snap him out of his trance.

He looked down and murmured, “Don’t be scared, Samantha. As long as I’m here, nothing is going to happen to you.”

With his protection secured, Samantha had the gall to walk right up to me.

She put on a face full of fake hurt and cheap apologies. “I’m so sorry, Luna Trista. This is all my fault. I never meant for you to get the wrong idea. Please, take it out on me–don’t let me ruin things between you and Cassian.”

I forced myself to breathe through the nausea rising in my throat. I kept my voice as level as possible. “Miss Fernandez… do you love him?”

Samantha clearly wasn’t expecting me to be that blunt in front of a live audience. She froze, her mouth hanging open as she searched for a script that wasn’t there.

She shot a panicked, “save me” look at Cassian. “Cassian… Luna Trista is…”

Cassian’s face was as dark as a storm cloud.

He stepped in front of me, cutting off my line of sight to her. “This is on me,” he barked. “Leave Samantha out of it.”

I looked at him for a second before shifting my gaze back to her.

I finished the thought for her, my voice slow and deliberate. “The fact that you won’t answer tells me everything. You love him. You two are clearly, desperately in love with each other.”

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