The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 306

Third Person's POV

Elias let out a long sigh.

Trista gave him a weak, slightly embarrassed smile. "Mr. Manwaring, that whole scene was pretty pathetic, wasn't it?"

"As long as you've finally seen him for what he is, that's all that matters," Elias replied.

She had seen it, but Cassian was acting like a wounded, cornered beast, stubbornly refusing to let go.

To this day, she still didn't understand what he was trying to achieve.

After lunch, Trista returned to the healing center and spotted the familiar black Bentley parked at the curb from a distance.

As Cassian stepped out of the car, Elias tactfully picked up the pup. "I'll take Sayer inside and let you two talk."

Once Elias was gone, Trista stopped in her tracks.

Cassian walked up to her and handed her a thermos. "This is a restorative soup. Drink it this afternoon if you get hungry."

Trista took the cup.

She had just gone through a surgery and needed to recover; there was no reason to punish her own body.

Seeing her accept the soup, Cassian spoke in a low voice. "Meeting Samantha earlier... it was for—"

"I don't care why," Trista cut him off.

The words Cassian was about to say died in his throat.

They locked eyes. His dark gold pupils constricted with a complex mix of emotions as he tried to catch the scent of the outsider's pup on her.

"I can see you've really taken a liking to Elias's little wolf," Cassian said, suppressing a surge of primal Alpha jealousy.

He forced his natural aggression into a stiff, formal gesture of goodwill. "If you're determined to be that child's Godmother and offer him protection, I can personally organize the investiture ceremony. We'll offer a tribute in the name of the Ironthorns—something high-status and fitting."

Trista stared at him for a long moment, her gaze as cold as if she were looking at a pathetic, exiled stray. She let out a sharp, mocking laugh.

"Cassian, that child needs a mother who can soothe his wolf soul, not a fake father. My protection is enough. In this situation, your energy is just redundant and... honestly, nauseating."

Cassian's pheromones exploded. His pine scent turned sharp and acrid like gunpowder. "Trista! Until the bond witnessed by the Moon Goddess is severed, I am still your Alpha! I am still alive, yet you're going over my head to claim another pack's child? Do you think that's acceptable?"

Priscilla was always full of praise for her, but Madison, who had tagged along, looked on with pure contempt.

Trista ignored her and walked Priscilla back to her car.

As Madison closed the car door, she leaned in provocatively. "Miss Holmes, the one who isn't loved is always the third wheel. Samantha already has Cassian's child. There's no point in clinging to the Luna title. You might as well end the bond now and walk away with a bigger settlement."

Trista looked at the girl and frowned. "Why don't you help me end it, then?"

Madison let out a condescending laugh. "If one side wants out, no one can stay. I know it's hard for a fallen socialite like you to let go of a man like Cassian, but Samantha gave him an heir. You can't win. Just give up."

Trista didn't waste another breath. She tapped on the tinted back window of the luxury car.

When Priscilla rolled it down, Trista said, "Priscilla, your granddaughter is quite something. She's actually threatening me to divorce Cassian. If I didn't know better, I'd think she was trying to steal the Luna throne for herself."

With that, Trista walked away.

"Grandma, don't listen to that bitch!" Madison started to climb into the car, but the old lady's hand flew out and slapped her right back out.

"I tolerate you for your father's sake, Madison. But if you dare cause another scene like this, you're out of Shadowfang. You can go back to your mother!" Priscilla snapped. The car pulled away, leaving Madison shaking with rage in the middle of the street.