The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Trista’s POV

I tried to edge my way toward the booth where Cassian was sitting, but Isaiah grabbed my arm and pulled me back. “Trista, it’s a mosh pit over there. Let’s just crash here.”

I stood there, totally floored.

We were on opposite sides of the VIP suite. At this distance, I could barely even catch a whiff of his scent, let alone find a window to slip something into his drink.

Wynn, sitting right next to Cassian, pointed a finger at Samantha and went off. “Cassian, Trista is your mate. What the hell are you doing bringing this rogue she–wolf here right in front of her face?”

Samantha looked like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole. She started to get up to move, but Cassian reached out and clamped a hand around her wrist, pulling her back with that classic, overbearing Alpha aura.

Fred quickly stepped in to settle an agitated Wynn. “Stay out of their business and just sit down.”

The vibe in the room instantly hit sub–zero.

The werewolf social circle is tiny; that mating scandal back at the Shadowfang’s summit had already done the rounds.

Seeing me, the actual Luna, show up with Samantha in tow had everyone’s eyes popping out of their heads, but they all had enough sense to play it cool and pretend they didn’t see a thing.

Fred started calling for drinks, and I immediately blocked Isaiah as he reached for the hard liquor. “You’re still in treatment. You’re stuck with juice.”

Isaiah clung to his bottle of stout like a lifeline, pouting like a brat. “Trista, juice is for pups who haven’t been weaned yet. I’m not touching that crap.”

Seeing an opening, Samantha fumbled through her bag and pulled out a carton of yogurt, offering it up with a sycophantic smile. “Trista, maybe Isaiah would like this instead?”

I snatched the yogurt and shoved it into Isaiah’s chest. “It’s juice or milk. Pick one.”

Isaiah let out a defeated huff, popped the straw in, and started nursing the yogurt like a tamed pup.

I stole a glance at Cassian. He’d been sitting there with a stone–cold expression the whole time,

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nursing his own drink in a dark mood. His pheromones were so heavy the air felt like lead.

I hesitated for a second, then shot Samantha a look. “I’m heading to the restroom. Samantha, you coming?”

She caught the vibe immediately.

Once we were inside a stall, I shoved a small paper bag into her hand. “I’m sitting too far away from him; I can’t get a clean shot. You need to slip this powder into Cassian’s glass. And listen to me–you have to make sure you see him actually swallow it.”

Samantha’s knees practically gave out right there. That submissive, twitchy rogue instinct kicked in, and she almost collapsed.

Her face went ghost–white as she tried to push the foul–smelling packet back at me. “Trista, I can’t! Drugging a high–tier Alpha… if he catches me, he’ll rip my throat out with his bare teeth!”

I carefully threw up a weak Luna–shield aura to make sure no wandering ears were eavesdropping on us.

I forced the packet back into her hand. “If you can use this to get pregnant with his kid again, I guarantee you’ll use that bloodline to secure your spot in the Ironthorn Pack. Just do it. If you get caught, tell him I made you do it. I’m his Luna; he won’t do a damn thing to you because of your history.”

Samantha gripped the heat–inducing powder, her forehead slick with cold sweat.

It was a suicide mission, but for a rogue with no backup and no pedigree, it was her only shortcut to the top.

If she could carry a pureblood heir, getting marked as an official member of the pack was a done deal.

She looked me in the eye, her gaze a mix of greed and pure terror. “You’re making a lot of promises, but the drugs are in my hand. What happens if he goes feral during heat and catches me in the act? What then?”

I didn’t realize this she–wolf had become so paranoid.

But to finally kill off this nauseating mating bond with Cassian, I had to play dirty.

If I could’ve done this solo without leaving a trail, I wouldn’t be stooping this low to partner with someone like her.

I shifted into “manipulation mode,” my voice dripping with authority. “You were terrified to have Algernon call him ‘Daddy,’ and look how that turned out. You were scared to move into the estate, and now you’re living like royalty. You haven’t even tried yet–how do you know it’s

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gonna blow up?”

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I leaned in, whispering directly into her ear with a cold smirk. “And worst–case scenario? If it hits the fan, just play the victim like you always do. Pin the whole thing on me, the ‘Evil Luna. Simple as that.”

Seeing her still wavering, I let my Luna aura flare. “Samantha, if you’re gonna be this much of a coward, then we’re done. Take your kid and go back to the slums.”

I knew exactly where Cassian’s weak spots were.

He was too scared of Howard to officially trash our contract and bring Samantha into the inner circle.

Instead, he was using me as a human shield–a way to save face–and even had the nerve to lie to me about sending them away just to keep me quiet.

I was done with this three–way tug–of–war.

Samantha saw that I was actually pissed, bit her lip, and finally nodded. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

The second we stepped out of the restroom, we ran right into Wynn.

Samantha kept her head down and scurried off. Wynn tried to go after her to give her a piece of his mind, but I stepped in his way.

Wynn was fuming, his voice cracking with confusion. “Trista! What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you being so nice to that home–wrecking trash?”

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