Chapter 37
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 37<\/p>\n
Chapter 37 1 Blocked You All<\/p>\n
Trina\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
Being called out by Deanna in front of so many employees made my face burn red.<\/p>\n
I had worked at Cloudview Mall for years. I was her senior, her elder.<\/p>\n
And yet, this little Omega dared to question my abilities as a Beta director.<\/p>\n
I frowned so hard my forehead ached, my voice sharp with irritation.<\/p>\n
+20 Free Coins<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Wiley, how do you know we haven\u2019t put in the effort? If every store kept failing and the mall kept bailing them out, how could we stay in business? You\u2019re the one who sits in an office working on desk jobs. Leave the floor management to veterans who know what we\u2019re doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna only gave a cold laugh. \u201cFine. Then please prepare a full breakdown of this year\u2019s mall promotions for every store, Ms. Pope. I want that report on my desk tomorrow morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her demand shut me up instantly.<\/p>\n
Because the truth was\u2013our mall barely gave Muses any promotions this year.<\/p>\n
Not just this year. Honestly, never.<\/p>\n
Those prime event slots? I sold them to the brands that slipped me cash under the table.<\/p>\n
If Deanna saw that report, she\u2019d know right away the resources were unfairly handed out.<\/p>\n
She was targeting me on purpose.<\/p>\n
And she hadn\u2019t officially taken over the pack, but she was already acting like she owned the place.<\/p>\n
If she really took over one day, would any of us veterans still have a place here?<\/p>\n
No. I couldn\u2019t let Deanna become the next Alpha.<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
After saying that, I ignored Trina and kept walking with the other supervisors toward the next section of the mall.<\/p>\n
The managers behind me continued reporting their numbers.<\/p>\n
Maybe it was just my imagination, but their voices sounded stronger now, more energized than before.<\/p>\n
One of the managers stepped forward. \u201cMs. Wiley, up ahead is Lassandra Shoes. It\u2019s a top luxury brand. Every pair is custom\u2013made, and it\u2019s become a favorite among wealthy women from major packs. It\u2019s one of the strongest performing stores in the mall this year.\u201d<\/p>\n
I took the report he handed me, glanced down, and flipped through the pages casually.<\/p>\n
Then a sharp, commanding female voice suddenly rang out from inside the boutique.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 37 1 Blocked You All<\/p>\n
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\u201cDeanna, get in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
That voice was all too familiar\u2013it was Jake\u2019s mother, Barbara Olson.<\/p>\n
I looked up and saw her in an haute couture Chanel suit, carrying a limited\u2013edition Herm\u00e8s bag. Her hair was perfectly styled, every strand in place. She looked elegant and wealthy, but her arrogance made it clear she didn\u2019t want anyone getting too close.<\/p>\n
Her tone was sharp, like she was ordering around some low\u2013ranked werewolf in her pack.<\/p>\n
I wanted to ignore her, but then I remembered her temper. Barbara was unreasonable and loved to cause a scene. If she made a fuss in public, it would only hurt the mall\u2019s image.<\/p>\n
So I handed the report to Kylie and told the team, \u201cThat\u2019s it for today. Put the mall\u2019s numbers in your report and send them to me tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I walked over to Barbara unhurriedly and asked casually, \u201cWhat can I help you with?\u201d<\/p>\n
Barbara clearly hated that attitude.<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t get a chance to explode before a woman wearing a lot of jewelry beside her leaned in with a laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, if it isn\u2019t Deanna. Barbara, your daughter\u2013in\u2013law is so sweet. She knew you had custom shoes ready today and came here early just to wait for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The voice belonged to Robert\u2019s mom, Valda Scott. Next to her sat Terence\u2019s mother, Karen Quinn, and another older she\u2013wolf\u2013all<\/p>\n
\u2018rom the Olson Pack.<\/p>\n
Back then, Barbara loved dragging me along with them on shopping trips. She called it \u201cgetting me ready for Luna life,\u201d but really, she just treated me like a servant. I poured their tea, carried their bags, and ran around doing errands while they laughed.<\/p>\n
To her, I was always the bastard who only rejoined the pack twenty years too late. In her eyes, I could never match her \u201cgolden boy\u201d of a son. Her arrogance found every way possible to put me down.<\/p>\n
\u2018ll never forget her sixtieth birthday. She demanded I cook 101 dishes all by myself, saying it was a pack tradition.<\/p>\n
stayed in the kitchen for a full day and night until my hands shook so badly I couldn\u2019t even hold silverware.<\/p>\n
People thought I was sick or something.<\/p>\n
When Jake found out, he only frowned and muttered, \u201cWhy are you so stupid? Couldn\u2019t you ask for help?\u201d<\/p>\n
He had no idea.<\/p>\n
Barbara had forced me to do it alone.<\/p>\n
I swallowed every insult back then, all because I still loved Jake.<\/p>\n
But now, I\u2019m no longer the Deanna who bent over backwards for him.<\/p>\n
Barbara gave a sharp snort. \u201cValda, enough. My son hadn\u2019t made Deanna the Luna yet. Calling her daughter\u2013in\u2013law is far too early. Currently, she\u2019s still on probation.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her, standing there with that superior attitude, and couldn\u2019t hold back a laugh.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 37 I Blocked You All<\/p>\n
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\u201cYou\u2019re right, Mrs. Olson. I\u2019m not your daughter\u2013in\u2013law. And here\u2019s the truth\u2013I broke up with Jake. I\u2019ll never be his Luna. Haven\u2019t you noticed you can\u2019t reach me anymore? That\u2019s because I blocked every single one of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chapter 38 Deanna, Come Put On My Shoes!<\/p>\n
Chapter 38 Deanna, Come Put On My Shoes!<\/p>\n
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