Third Person's POV
In the corner, Georgia, George, and Angela kept their heads down, hugging the walls as they tried to make a break for it.
Even as she was being dragged away, Samantha continued to shriek curses at everyone in the room.
She had spent half her life scheming, with one single goal: breaking into the elite circle.
Abroad, she had succeeded with reckless abandon. But back in L.A., faced with Cassian's cold distance, her rogue heart had started to falter, paralyzed by doubt.
That hesitation was exactly why she'd lost everything.
Watching her family abandon her without a second thought, Samantha felt a bone-deep chill.
When she had money, she was the family's golden goose; the second she hit rock bottom, she was less than trash to them.
"I hate you! I hate all of you!" her screams faded as the heavy doors of the ballroom slammed shut behind her.
Once the guests were cleared out, the ballroom was a hollowed-out wreck.
Cassian looked at his mother, Alaina, his face etched with exhaustion. "Mom, I'm sorry. I couldn't let Crispin's death just stay a secret."
Alaina let out a long sigh, her eyes heavy with disappointment. "You did the right thing regarding that boy. A murderer belongs in a cell. But you shouldn't have kept me in the dark—and you definitely shouldn't have used lies to hurt Trista."
Cassian lowered his gaze.
He had tried to come clean, but he had realized something devastating: Trista didn't care anymore.
That indifference hurt more than her anger ever could.
"That woman got what was coming to her, and the bond is broken." Alaina patted his shoulder, her voice final. "It's over, Cassian."
Cassian looked down, hiding the turbulence in his eyes.
"Over? Not a chance."
He was going to win her back. He would pursue her until she agreed to come home—back to him, back to Ironthorn.
A few days later, Humphrey pushed open the office door. "Alpha Cassian, Samantha confessed to everything. Life sentence. She went manic her first night in the cell—hit her head against the wall and bit a guard. She's completely broken."
Cassian toyed with a pen. "And the others?"
"Ainsley wants nothing to do with the kid. The Francis family cut Samantha's parents a ten-million-dollar check, and Ainsley flew back home this morning," Humphrey reported quietly.
"The parents took the cash and are planning to skip town with the boy. Looks like they're going to try to vanish."
When Cassian didn't respond, Humphrey slipped out, leaving the office in dead silence.
Cassian leaned back in his leather chair. The slate was finally clean.
From now on, he would do whatever it took to make it up to Trista. He wanted her back.
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