Chapter 136
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 136<\/p>\n
Chapter 136 Gone Again<\/p>\n
Chapter 136 Gone Again<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t all cranberry cookies taste the same?<\/p>\n
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\u201cThen come home to have dinner with me,\u201d she said over the phone. \u201cThese days I need to make an appointment just to have a meal with my grandson.\u201d<\/p>\n
I narrowed my eyes, already running out of patience. \u201cI\u2019ve got things to do today. I\u2019ll visit another time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before she could reply, I hung up. Leaning back in the seat, I closed my eyes to rest.<\/p>\n
Compared to the fake smiles and endless politics within the pack, I just wanted to get back to where Deanna was.<\/p>\n
That was my real territory. No pack interests, no games\u2013just her scent. It was the only thing that could calm the beast in me.<\/p>\n
From the passenger seat, Aaron raised three fingers like he was taking an oath.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha, I swear to the Moon Goddess, I didn\u2019t tell the pack where you went!\u201d His voice shook.<\/p>\n
Aaron reeked of fear. His pheromones gave him away\u2013nervous, desperate, terrified that I might suspect him.<\/p>\n
I looked up and shot him a cold glance before letting out a short, mocking laugh. \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t dare.\u201d<\/p>\n
I\u2019d handpicked Aaron from the lower\u2013ranking werewolves in my pack. His life and his position both depended on me. He\u2019d be an idiot to risk everything by reporting to my grandmother behind my back.<\/p>\n
My feelings toward Grandma were complicated.<\/p>\n
My parents died when I was little.<\/p>\n
She was the one who raised me. She taught me how to lead the pack, how to fight for power, and how to survive in the ruthless world of werewolves.<\/p>\n
But I knew her too well. Her love came with control and possession. She always had to have her hand in everything.<\/p>\n
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Occasionally she\u2019d move pieces behind the scenes.<\/p>\n
And most of the time, as long as she didn\u2019t cross the line, I didn\u2019t bother to stop her.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake me to Crestwood Park,\u201d I ordered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Alpha.\u201d<\/p>\n
A while later, the car rolled to a stop in my private parking space.<\/p>\n
I took the private elevator straight to the top floor.<\/p>\n
The door unlocked with a soft click. I strode inside.<\/p>\n
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The place was silent. Too silent. The faint trace of her scent in the air was almost gone.<\/p>\n
I walked straight to the bedroom and pushed the door open.<\/p>\n
It was empty.<\/p>\n
The bed was neatly made, the sheets folded perfectly at the edge.<\/p>\n
If it weren\u2019t for her clothes lying in the laundry basket, I\u2019d have thought last night never happened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHaha!\u201d<\/p>\n
A low chuckle slipped out of my mouth\u2013sharp and self\u2013mocking.<\/p>\n
She ran away again.<\/p>\n
I stood still with one hand in my pocket. The sunlight pouring through the floor\u2013to\u2013ceiling windows stretched my shadow long across the marble floor.<\/p>\n
As the pure\u2013blood Alpha, I had everything\u2013wealth beyond measure, power that made others bow. People looked up to me, depended on me, and feared me.<\/p>\n
But with Deanna, for the first time in my life, I tasted defeat.<\/p>\n
She could draw close whenever she wanted and walk away just as easily. Each time she did, that untouchable pride I\u2019d always carried cracked a little. Something wild, and out of control, stirred inside me.<\/p>\n
Deanna. You still couldn\u2019t see me after all this time?<\/p>\n
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After a long time, I was ready to shut the door and leave.<\/p>\n
Something crossed my mind; my eyes swept across the bedroom.<\/p>\n
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The nightstand was empty. The moonstone bracelet was gone. She had taken it with her.<\/p>\n
Lindsay\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
Ruth hung up the phone and lifted her gaze toward me. Her tone was calm, almost detached.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop preparing dinner. Luis won\u2019t be home tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Mrs. Eaton.\u201d<\/p>\n
I placed the cranberry cookies on the dining table and took off my blue apron, handing it to one of the maids.<\/p>\n
Then I walked over quietly and sat on the couch across from Ruth.<\/p>\n
She took a slow sip of her tea and asked, without hurry, \u201cHow did things go today?\u201d<\/p>\n
I folded my hands neatly on my lap and replied respectfully, \u201cI don\u2019t think she\u2019s worth your attention, Mrs. Eaton.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice stayed flat, but a faint chill crept through the air.<\/p>\n
After years around her, I knew Mrs. Eaton\u2019s tone well enough to recognize danger. My fingers tightened around the fabric of my skirt.<\/p>\n
Her sharp eyes scanned me from head to toe. \u201cNo wonder my grandson isn\u2019t interested in you. Lindsay, you had the best chance of all.\u201d<\/p>\n
She was testing me.<\/p>\n
I hid my emotions and spoke carefully, \u201cMy feelings for the Alpha are the same as for a brother. It\u2019s pure loyalty. Nothing more. Being able to serve you, Mrs. Eaton, is already my honor.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ruth\u2019s lips curved into a faint smile. \u201cYour mother\u2019s birthday is coming up. I\u2019ll give her the villa in Northside as a retirement home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Mrs. Eaton.\u201d<\/p>\n
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\u201cLindsay,\u201d she continued, \u201conce this is settled, I\u2019ll arrange a match for you<\/p>\n
with the grand elder\u2019s son from Stoneheart Pack. It\u2019s one of the most powerful packs in Lycanland. I\u2019ve always cared for you like my granddaughter, so don\u2019t disappoint me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Eaton, I\u2013I don\u2019t-\u201d<\/p>\n
I froze as her cold gaze cut through me. The rest of my words died in my throat.<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard and changed my answer. \u201cYes, Mrs. Eaton. I understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
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