Chapter 135
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 135<\/p>\n
r 135 Please Save My Baby!<\/p>\n
Third\u2013person POV:<\/p>\n
Luis felt the violent surge of tage behind him. He simply shrugged, his steps loose and unhurried, as if none of it mattered. Walking forward, he clapped Jake on the shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis woman\u2019s yours to deal with.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the doorway, Luis turned lazily, his tone filled with sarcasm. \u201cShe didn\u2019t humiliate you enough,\u201d he said with a smirk. \u201cMaybel should have someone make you a hat that screams \u2018cuckold\u2018 a little louder.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jake\u2019s eyes burned with venom as he glared at the pair in front of him.<\/p>\n
He felt like nothing but a complete fool.<\/p>\n
Jake slammed the door shut, blocking out the last sliver of light. Slowly, he walked toward Peggie.<\/p>\n
Her scent was in disarray. The weak, innocent mask she wore shattered into pieces.<\/p>\n
She stared at Jake as he walked closer. His eyes, which locked on her, were filled with cruelty and not a hint of mercy.<\/p>\n
Peggie\u2019s heart shattered apart like glass.<\/p>\n
It was over.<\/p>\n
She wanted to beg for his mercy and explained herself.<\/p>\n
Peggie wanted to say that Jorge was lying and asked Jake not to believe him.<\/p>\n
Extreme terror flooded her heart, rising like a tide, squeezed her throat. Her lips and teeth trembled involuntarily. Tears filled her<\/p>\n
eyes.<\/p>\n
Smack!<\/p>\n
Jake\u2019s slap landed hard across her face, carrying the brutal force of an Alpha.<\/p>\n
A half\u2013blood like Peggie could never withstand that kind of strength.<\/p>\n
Her cheek was in such pain, she felt like her face was breaking apart. The pain was so sharp she nearly blacked out.<\/p>\n
A sudden, sharp pain tore through her abdomen like a crashing wave. Moments later, streaks of bright red blood began to slowly flow down her legs.<\/p>\n
Still clinging to a final thread of hope, Peggie begged, \u201cJake, please save my baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
Back in the car, Aaron glanced at me curiously.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha, why didn\u2019t you finish those two off yourself? Why call him?\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned back in the seat, legs crossed.<\/p>\n
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\u201cPeggie cares about Jake more than anything. So why not let the man she loves be the one to end her story? Remember this: if you really want to destroy someone, don\u2019t kill them. Break their heart.\u201d<\/p>\n
More importantly, once Jake saw Peggie\u2019s true face, he\u2019d have no reason to stay near Deanna.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve never claimed to be honorable.<\/p>\n
I want Deanna.<\/p>\n
She should see no one but me.<\/p>\n
Thinking of my destined mate, I couldn\u2019t help but smile a little.<\/p>\n
I pulled out my phone and dialed her number.<\/p>\n
The line rang and rang.<\/p>\n
Seconds ticked by, but no one answered.<\/p>\n
My brow furrowed.<\/p>\n
Is that piggy still asleep?<\/p>\n
Or maybe she\u2019s too exhausted after last night?<\/p>\n
Did I go too rough on her?<\/p>\n
Truth was, I\u2019d never been the kind of man driven by desire.<\/p>\n
But ever since Deanna appeared, everything had changed.<\/p>\n
As long as she\u2019s near me, even if it\u2019s just the way she tucks her hair behind her ear, a glance, or her hand brushing against mine, I lose all control.<\/p>\n
Her scent alone can destroy every ounce of willpower I take pride in.<\/p>\n
I tugged at my perfectly straight tie, frustration knotting in my chest.<\/p>\n
Just then, my phone rang again.<\/p>\n
My eyes lit up instantly.<\/p>\n
But when I saw the caller ID, that light dimmed just as fast.<\/p>\n
I answered anyway.<\/p>\n
\u201cSweet boy,\u201d Grandma\u2019s warm voice floated through the line. \u201cYou\u2019re back in the city for a long time. Why haven\u2019t you come home to visit me? I miss you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The corner of my mouth lifted slightly. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? Haven\u2019t you planted plenty of spies in the company to report my whereabouts? You need to see me in person now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou little brat, what are you talking about?\u201d She scolded gently. \u201cIf you didn\u2019t hate coming home so much, I wouldn\u2019t have to find out about you this way.\u201d<\/p>\n
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Chapter 135 Please save my baby!<\/p>\n
She paused, then softened her tone. \u201cCome home today, hmm? Lindsay had returned. She even learned how to bake your favorite cranberry cookies. Come and try some with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I tapped my fingers lightly on the dashboard and said flatly, \u201cWhen did I ever tell you I liked cranberry cookies?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said they taste good when Alina baked them,\u201d Grandma reminded me.<\/p>\n
I gave a lazy chuckle. \u201cWhat Alina made,\u201d I said slowly, \u201cand what Lindsay makes are two different things.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2218","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2218","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=2218"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}