The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 272

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I looked at him with pure confusion. I didn’t understand why he was making such a big deal out of the weight of these prayer beads right now.

Was he reminding me of my status, or warning me not to betray the trust of the bloodline?

Cassian tucked the beads back into my bag. He leaned in, his voice dropping into that low vibration that sounded like a predator growling in his chest. “Trista, I don’t care what people are saying about you out here. As long as my wolf’s heart is still beating, I am on your side.”

turned my head away. “I don’t trust you, and I’m not looking for your support.”

Cassian choked on his own words. Whatever romantic lines he’d prepared died right there in his throat.

I took a deep breath, my hand instinctively tightening around the beads inside my bag.

[ hadn’t realized this item carried so much Gilbert family history. Since it was this valuable, I’d have to return it to Alistair personally another day.

I stared out the window at the neon lights of Los Angeles blurring past. The lights were giving me a headache.

Cassian kept staring at my profile; I could feel his anxious pheromones crowding the car.

He had finally realized that no matter what he offered me now, it felt like trash in my eyes.

We didn’t say another word until the car pulled into the Ironthorn territory.

When we got out, the cold night wind messed up my hair.

Cassian took off his blazer–still warm from his body–and forced it over my shoulders.

No matter what my parents or my grandfather say tonight, just ignore it,” he whispered. “I’ll handle everything.”

ripped the jacket off and shoved it back into his arms, looking him straight in the eye. “Save your protective streak for Samantha. I don’t need your charity.”

Cassian suddenly grabbed my wrist, his grip hard enough to snap bone. “I’ve cut off all contact with her! I

pologized! Trista, can you stop acting like I’m a total stranger for five seconds?”

I shook him off, ignoring his bruised ego.

Thinking about the toxic rumors I’d heard at the gala, I felt nauseous.

Wilmot was the kind of Alpha who valued pack reputation more than life itself; he wasn’t going to let tonight slide.

But Alistair had promised to keep me safe.

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The only reason I had the nerve to come back here was to see if Alistair actually had enough weight to be my backbone–to see if he could help me finally shred that mating bond.

The second Cassian and I stepped into the living room, a glass came flying at my head.

Cassian moved like a flash, pulling me into his chest.

The glass shattered against the floor tiles behind us, shards flying everywhere.

“Grandpa, have you lost your mind?” Cassian roared, letting go of me to glare at Howard, who was sitting at the head of the room.

Howard stood up, leaning on his cane. The suffocating aura of his Alpha instantly filled the room.

He pointed a finger at my face, his voice raspy with rage. “Get on your knees!”

I pushed Cassian aside and walked right up to Howard, my face expressionless.

“If you have something to say, say it. Stop with the power plays.”

I looked him dead in the eye. “I’m not a pack omega. Your rules don’t work on me.”

Wilmot looked like he was about to have a stroke at my backtalk. He pointed at me and screamed, “You became the Ironthorn Luna! You follow the rules here!”

Cassian stepped in front of me again, his voice low but dangerous. “Grandpa, Dad–if you’re pissed, take it out on me. Don’t touch my mate.”

Hearing him say “mate” made my skin crawl.

I pushed past Cassian and met Howard’s dark gaze. “I’m mated, sure, but when have any of you actually treated me like family?”

“Your heir was out playing house, bringing a love child into our territory. As elders, did even one of you stop to think about me for a single second?”

Cassian stared at me, his eyes full of emotions I refused to acknowledge. It was almost funny.

“You’re the daughter of a bankrupt Alpha! You’ve sat in the Luna seat for four years and haven’t even produced a single heir!”

Wilmot roared, his Alpha pheromones turning volatile. “Cassian hasn’t kicked a useless she–wolf like you out to starve yet–that’s mercy! How do you have the nerve to stand here and ask for ‘fairness‘?”

I didn’t back down an inch. I looked him right in those threatening eyes. “Well, Samantha certainly did her part, didn’t she? She gave you a great–grandson with Ironthorn blood. If you love that pup so much, why don’t you just move them into the packhouse and let them turn this place into their den?”

Wilmot snapped. He kicked a leather bench, sending it flying across the room until it slammed into the wall. The sound of it splintering echoed through the hall.

I let out a cold laugh. “The reason we don’t have an heir is because your son was too busy screwing around

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to care about his own bloodline. Since you all hate me so much, fell Cassian to sign the severance papers right now. Silverlight might be gone, but I’m not so pathetic that I have to beg for scraps on fronthorn

land!”

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