The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Third Person’s POV

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When Cassian returned to Ironthorn, pack members who had finished their training were gathering equipment in the pack plaza.

The old manor, where Cassian’s parents resided, was softly lit. The living room sm with the distinctive scent of old wood.

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Alaina and Wynn were arranging flowers in the living room. Several bouquets ordered from the florist were soaking in buckets, their stems neatly trimmed.

Wynn was helping, murmuring something low to her mother.

Cassian walked over, the scent of the road still lingering on him. “Why did you go see Samantha?”

Alaina remained focused on the flowers, as if it were a casual question. “What else did she tell you?”

Cassian hesitated. His throat shifted slightly. He decided against revealing the details.

Wynn picked up another flower. Her tone held unconcealed resentment. “Did Samantha cry to you again, complaining about her hardships?”

Cassian sat down on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the messy, unarranged flowers in the water bucket.

The haphazard branches and fallen petals on the surface inexplicably irritated him. “I’ve told you clearly, I will handle my own matters. Can you both stop interfering?”

Alaina dried her hands with a cloth. Her expression tightened. She took a voice recorder from the coffee table drawer and tossed it directly in front of Cassian.

She rarely spoke to her son with such severity. Even Wynn stopped cutting flowers and looked up.

“Listen closely to the contents of this recording before you speak,” Alaina’s voice was quiet, but brooked no argument.

Cassian frowned, about to speak, when Alaina added, “I’ve made up my mind. If you truly want to terminate the mating contract with Trista, I won’t stop you.”

She turned, pulled a bank card from her purse, and dropped it onto the coffee table with finality.

“I have repaid the debt you cleared for the Silverlight Pack on Trista’s behalf. This money was transferred from my personal account, which has nothing to do with Ironthorn.”

She spoke every word clearly. “Sign the termination agreement and let Trista go.”

Cassian’s face darkened. He pushed the card back toward the center of the coffee table.

He only picked up the voice recorder, his knuckles white with terminating his mating contract?”

fort. “What kind of mother supports her son

Wynn clutched the hem of her coat, her voice suppressed but unyielding. “Alpha Cassian, every single thing you’ve done since Samantha and her son returned has been to force Luna Trista to repay the debt and give that woman her place, hasn’t it?”

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Cassian’s knuckles tightened on the sofa arm.

He looked at Alaina, then at Wynn.

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He didn’t speak. The Alpha aura on his shoulders compressed, cold and tight. He turned and left the old clan house.

Deep into the night, he returned alone to the Alpha villa he shared with Trista–the courtyard held the distinct patrol prints of Ironthorn guards. Faint marks from the barrier still clung to th

He had messaged her this morning.

It was now well past midnight. His comm–stone remained silent, with no response.

Ironthorn and Silverlight territories bordered each other. They grew up together.

They had known each other for over twenty years.

stones.

He bought Trista’s first cell phone with his first distribution check after inheriting the Alpha title.

He still remembered her overwhelming joy. She had thrown her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

The Silverlight scent on her was chaotic, like candlelight disturbed by wind.

Since then, Trista had always replied to his messages almost instantly.

Even when busy with pack affairs, she would send a brief rune sequence on her comm–stone, letting his wolf know she was still on the other end.

Now, their marks were still active, yet all he felt was a calculated silence from her side.

It was like a wall had been erected between him and Trista.

Waiting for a reply felt like torture.

Even the wolf inside him was restless and agitated by this silence.

Cassian instinctively touched his suit pocket, realizing the voice recorder wasn’t there–he must have left it in the car.

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