The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Trista’s POV

Cassian’s calm, calculated “logic” drove me to the edge of collapse again.

He chased me across half the globe to France-

Only for his end goal to be convincing me to accept Samantha and Algernon’s existence, accepting that an omega and her pup could stand securely in my mate’s territory.

My wolf snapped first.

My pheromones exploded outward, raw with pure rage and hurt, with no attempt to suppress them.

I shoved him hard. My voice trembled. “Cassian, for the three years we were mated at the Stone Circle, you mentally kept a running tally of every cent you spent on the Silverlight pack.”

“That’s your reality.”

His eyes tightened visibly.

The next second, he stepped forward, grabbing my wrist.

It was the Alpha’s hand–strong, articulate, carrying his distinct heat.

I could feel him deliberately pulling back his aura, not using his full aura, yet he still felt like a looming shadow over me.

His mouth moved, but he couldn’t find a single word to calm the situation.

My eyes were hot. My wolf was roaring in me. I desperately tried to yank my hand free. “You talk about reality. You scrutinize every dime I cost, you treat me coldly. But the moment those two show up, you concede everything. All your gentleness and compromise went straight to them.”

I looked up at him. “How can you be so hypocritical?”

He refused to fully let go, regardless of how much I struggled. He shifted his stance, one hand cupping the small of my back, the other gently patting my shoulder-

The motion was painfully familiar, a reflex he used to soothe me when I broke down during my heats.

“We haven’t seen each other in a week,” he murmured, compressing his scent. “Can we stop

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fighting for a minute?”

骂

Finished

The closer he got, the more aggressive my wolf became. Despite my ruthless suppression, the mating bond irrationally fought to cling to him.

I pressed my hands hard against his chest, feeling his heart beat through his shirt.

Tears streamed down, but my voice was the steadiest it had ever been. “Cassian, I can’t accept that my mated one still loves another she–wolf.”

“And I can’t accept that my mate raised a child with another she–wolf.”

“I watched you cross the line for her, over and over. Every step you took, you used my pain as collateral.”

I inhaled sharply, crushing the surge of scent from my gland. “To terminate the mating bond, I even sold my grandmother’s obsidian cane–the Silverlight lineage crest.”

“You should see my resolve.”

He kept gently patting my back, genuinely believing he was calming a stressed pup. “Trista, I know you’re hurt. Come back with me tomorrow. Name your terms.”

In that instant, my entire mental thread snapped.

My wolf was frantically biting the chain.

I used that surge of raw power and screamed the words. “I have only one term.”

“Terminate the mating bond with you.”

He used his free hand to reach behind him and pull open the bedroom door.

The next second, my feet left the floor. He locked his arm around my waist, hoisting me up like prey, and walked toward the bed.

I instinctively fought him, my legs flailing against his side. “What are you doing–put me down!”

He set me down on the edge of the bed and knelt before me, looking up.

His eyes were heavy. “Trista, we’ve been mated for three years. Do you have no trust in me at all?”

I turned my

face away, refusing to meet his eyes. “The moment you told your first lie for Samantha and Algernon, there was no ‘trust‘ left between us.”

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All that remained was a contract, obligation, and the boundary you crossed repeatedly.

Finished

He was silent for a moment, the realization of his exhaustion finally hitting him. He slowly stood up.

He tossed his suit jacket aside and walked toward me. “Since we can’t talk this out now, we stop. We sleep. We talk tomorrow.”

The idea made me explode like a powder keg. I shot off the bed. “Cassian, don’t you dare tell me you plan on sleeping in this dorm tonight?”

His face instantly hardened. His Alpha aura silently tightened. “We are formally mated. It is normal for us to share a bed.”

I pointed directly at the doorway. My gland felt hot, my scent sharp. “Go find your true love, and let her be your pillow. Don’t contaminate my bed.”

Before I finished the sentence, his arm shot out, grabbing my waist.

I was lifted off the ground, like a small animal carried off by an Alpha wolf.

His voice sounded calm, yet it offered no escape. “You have two options. Lie down and go to sleep peacefully. Or let me carry you like this onto the Ironthorn helicopter and drop you in Los Angeles by morning. Pick one.”

I felt dizzy being held like that. I hammered his shoulder with my fists. “Cassian, if you dare touch me, I will die right here!”