The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 34

Trista’s POV

I woke up in his arms this morning.

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His body heat was still lingering on my chest. The mating bond was stretched thin, like an overdrawn silver thread, giving off a light tap–tap sound between my bones.

When two wolves are close, that line self–stitches temporarily, like a quick fix after the rain, but it could tear again at any second.

I pushed up from his arm, disgusted. My pheromones almost surged out.

I fiercely suppressed my breath, keeping my scent clean so he couldn’t smell my mood.

The comm–stone was cold. I checked the time–Thursday, just past eight a.m. He hadn’t even left for the packhouse meeting yet.

He came back very late last night. I knew the reason—taking care of Samantha.

My wolf let out a soft sound in my mind. Its ears fell again. Closeness provided temporary relief from the mating bond’s pain, but it wasn’t forgiveness. It was just an automatic physiological repair.

I moved his hand from my waist and sat up. His residual scent in the sheets made my stomach tighten–an Alpha’s scent usually calms a Luna’s nerves.

Now, it felt like a cover–up, hiding the smell of betrayal underneath for no one to see.

Just as I was about to put the comm–stone back on the nightstand, I noticed a new bracelet on my left wrist.

The style looked familiar, like the one I had seen from a distance at the charity auction last week.

My breath hitched. I raised my hand to unclasp it.

He hugged me from behind, his palm covering my hand.

I tried to pull away. He tightened his grip.

My back was pressed against his chest. Under the thin pajamas, his scent was the heat of fire and iron. My back–neck gland tightened–I pulled my scent back, locking it in my throat and collarbone. I wouldn’t let it leak, and I wouldn’t let his scent cross the line.

He held my hand, looking down at the bracelet. His voice was low and husky, carrying the laziness of waking up and the low–frequency hum of an Alpha, “You were threatening to slice your scent gland that night. I bid on this at the auction. It’s a unique piece. The only one in the world.”

I finally confirmed it–it was that exact piece.

I turned my head to look at him. So, he wasn’t meeting that she–wolf that night. He was bidding on this bracelet for me.

In the intimate closeness, he bent his head and pressed a very light kiss on my lips.

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I snapped fully awake and immediately pushed him away.

Even this didn’t change the reality: He was entangled with his ex–lover, who had borne him a son.

My wolf let out a low, muffled cry in my chest. I forced it back into silence.

I stood up and walked into the bathroom. He followed.

At the double sink, the mirror showed two toothbrushes side–by–side: mine was white, his was blue.

My rinsing cup was a disposable paper one. His was the mug from his study.

No matching towel set. Just a stack of disposable cleansing cloths.

I looked down. He was wearing guest slippers. I was wearing ones I bought myself.

We stood side–by–side in the mirror.

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Ever since I broke half the things in this house, our relationship was like those white and blue toothbrushes.

He finished brushing and washing his face. He casually pulled a cleansing cloth for me. “I’m not going to the company today. I’ll take you to the supermarket later. We need to restock the basics.”

I took one myself and stepped aside. “I have what I need. Buy what you need.”

I took two steps before his arm clamped around my waist.

He turned, lifting me, and placed me on the sink counter.

He parted my legs, pinning me firmly. I had nowhere to retreat.

We faced each other closely in the mirror. He lowered his voice, the Alpha aura suppressed. “Trista, look at us now. Do we even look like mates anymore?”

I didn’t avoid his eyes. “Isn’t this what you wanted? I maintain the Luna’s position and the pack’s stability in public, and you’re with your true love outside.”

The comm–stone on the counter buzzed.

He glanced at it, then quickly flipped it face–down.

I gave a cold, humorless laugh. “Don’t worry. I won’t look at your comm–stone ever again.”

He looked at my unnaturally numb expression and gently pulled me into a hug. “Let’s stop this, okay?”

I closed my eyes, suppressing the sting in them. “You’re right. We should stop this.”

If I hadn’t loved him so fiercely, if I hadn’t been so determined to mate with him, I wouldn’t be in this much pain today.

The mating bond gave a slight ache in my bones. I took a deep breath, pushing the pain back.

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