Chapter 132
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 132<\/p>\n
**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**<\/p>\n
**Perfect Pawn**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
In a swift motion, he was about to discard the bracelet as if it were nothing more than a piece of trash.<\/p>\n
Panic surged through me, and I shot upright, my hand darting out to seize it from his grasp.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey! You really think you can just throw that away?\u201d I exclaimed, my voice laced with disbelief.<\/p>\n
Even the most exquisite jewelry didn\u2019t deserve such a careless fate.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t take back what I give,\u201d he replied, his tone calm and unwavering. \u201cIf you don\u2019t want it, then there\u2019s no reason to keep it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I clutched the bracelet tightly, feeling the cool metal against my skin, my lips twitching in defiance.<\/p>\n
Fine. You\u2019re the all-powerful alpha. You\u2019ve won this round.<\/p>\n
That little confrontation effectively chased away my earlier urge to address the topic of our breakup.<\/p>\n
Luis settled back down, wrapping his arm around me from behind, his warmth enveloping me. He rested his chin on my shoulder, his fingers idly weaving through my hair.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were you saying just now?\u201d he asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing,\u201d I replied, closing my eyes and swallowing the words that threatened to spill out.<\/p>\n
Maybe I\u2019d find the courage to tell him tomorrow.<\/p>\n
The night was too perfect to spoil with heavy conversation.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen sleep,\u201d he murmured, gently patting my back as if I were a child in need of comfort.<\/p>\n
I leaned into his chest, inhaling that familiar cedar scent, and let myself drift away into slumber.<\/p>\n
When I finally opened my eyes again, the sunlight poured through the window, illuminating the room in a golden glow. The other side of the bed lay empty, a stark contrast to the warmth I had just experienced.<\/p>\n
The spot where Luis had slept felt cold, his scent barely lingering in the air.<\/p>\n
He must have left quite some time ago, likely attending to matters of the pack.<\/p>\n
With a sigh, I pushed the blanket aside and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, feeling the coolness of the floor beneath my feet.<\/p>\n
Yesterday had been my first night in this space, and I hadn\u2019t even had the opportunity to explore before Luis\u2026 well, claimed me entirely.<\/p>\n
Curiosity piqued, I began to wander around the room.<\/p>\n
The bedroom was expansive, easily around 1,000 square feet\u2014larger than my entire living room back home.<\/p>\n
It exuded warmth and luxury, with creamy white tones that enveloped the space and a wall of closets stretching the length of the room.<\/p>\n
Inside, the racks were brimming with limited-edition dresses from the current season, each one more stunning than the last.<\/p>\n
He had clearly put thought into every detail, including the perfect measurements that fit me like a second skin.<\/p>\n
The shirt and skirt I had worn the day before were a disheveled mess, so I rummaged through the closet and pulled out a light beige blouse and a pair of jeans.<\/p>\n
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I examined my reflection.<\/p>\n
My skin appeared soft and rosy, and the moonstone bracelet on my wrist caught the light, shimmering delicately. The simple outfit transformed me into a polished office girl, ready to take on the world.<\/p>\n
Yet, despite my appearance, I couldn\u2019t shake the nagging feeling of being a kept woman.<\/p>\n
To me, Luis was not just anyone\u2014he was the alpha. Powerful. Noble. Untouchable. No woman could ever be worthy of him.<\/p>\n
I buried the sharpness in my gaze and adorned my features with a mask of innocent surprise.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u2014who are you? What are you doing in Luis\u2019s house?\u201d I inquired, feigning ignorance.<\/p>\n
Her eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of caution crossing her face. \u201cShouldn\u2019t you be asking Luis that instead?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI see,\u201d I replied lightly, maintaining an air of casual indifference. \u201cI wasn\u2019t aware anyone else lived here. I just came to drop off some soup for Luis.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression tightened, a hint of defensiveness creeping in. \u201cAnd what\u2019s your relationship with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
I offered her a harmless smile, my eyes sparkling with false sincerity.<\/p>\n
\u201cI grew up with him. You could say we\u2019re childhood friends. We\u2019re very close.\u201d<\/p>\n
She lowered her gaze, her body language shifting. \u201cIf you need him, you can call. I\u2019ll be leaving now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course, I had no intention of calling Luis.<\/p>\n
Every time I stepped foot in this house, it was under Mrs. Eaton\u2019s secret directive.<\/p>\n
Even the door code had been provided by her.<\/p>\n
And this wasn\u2019t the first time I had assisted Mrs. Eaton in chasing away women who believed they could ascend to the role of Luna.<\/p>\n
I was a pro at this!<\/p>\n
So, as she turned to leave, I stepped forward, blocking her path, my voice dripping with disdain. \u201cWell then, miss,\u201d I said, tilting my head slightly, \u201care you Luis\u2019s\u2026 lover?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2215","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2215","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2215"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}