The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 359

Third Person's POV

After breakfast, Trista cleared the table and headed straight to the healing center.

The second she stepped out of her car, she was hit by a wave of cheap perfume mixed with a bitchy, taunting pheromone.

Trista felt a physical wave of annoyance. "Samantha, it's way too early for this. Don't make me use my aura to throw you out."

Samantha's smile was twisted. "I left my jacket in the treatment room yesterday and just came to grab it. Tell me, Dr. Holmes—now that you're unmated, why does your aura feel even more... aggressive?"

"You really came all this way just to gloat in my face?" Trista's eyes were ice cold.

Samantha stepped closer, her voice dripping with fake sympathy. "You saw it yesterday. Cassian's soul is still haunted by me. He admitted it—he tore up your mating just to make room for me."

She searched Trista's face for any sign of a crack. "I know it's a tough pill to swallow, but it is what it is."

"You're right," Trista nodded, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "He's not just obsessed; he's clearly lost his mind if he's into someone like you."

Samantha's lips curled into a smug grin. "Tomorrow's my birthday. Cassian said he's giving me a 'gift I'll never forget.' So, I'm blowing off my session."

She paused, her tone mocking. "Trista, you were his mate for three years. You know the books. What do you think he'll give me? A piece of the territory? Or a direct cut of the pack's profits?"

Trista let out a dry laugh. "Samantha, let me give you a tip."

"Save the jealousy," Samantha snapped. "I've heard it all before."

"The higher you climb, the harder you're going to hit the pavement." Trista brushed past her without a second glance. "You might want to start looking for an exit strategy while you still can."

Samantha's nails dug into her palms as she watched Trista walk away.

She stared at her back, making a silent vow. "Once I'm officially the Luna of Ironthorn, I'm scrubbing this woman out of L.A. for good."

On the morning of her birthday, Samantha dropped her kid off at school and rushed over to George and Angela's.

"George, Angela, I need a couple grand. Now," she said the moment she walked in.

Angela rolled her eyes, looking disgusted. "We're already drowning in your messes. We don't have cash to just throw at you."

Samantha straightened her back, radiating arrogance. "Cassian personally promised me a massive gift tonight. If you guys play dead now, don't expect a single cent of pack money for your kids once I'm officially in charge."

The two traded a suspicious look. George turned to their mother, Georgia. "Mom, is she for real?"

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