Chapter 30
Trista's POV
"Ms. Fernandez, in this city, being 'friends' with Alpha Cassian is worth thousands of friends. Don't waste your energy on me."
I stepped to the side, preparing to leave. She suddenly reached out, pulling at my forearm. "That's not it, Trista. You misunderstand Cassian and me—"
Impatient, I stripped her hand from my uniform sleeve.
The next second, she dropped to the marble floor. Her elbow hit the stone with a dull sound.
Nearby shifters and human patients immediately clustered around, their eyes wide.
"Samantha!"
He rushed down the hallway, quick and steady, a billing receipt still clutched in his hand.
His Alpha footsteps were solid. He knelt down, checking her knee, then her wrist bone.
She covered her knee. Tears immediately welled up. "I only wanted
