Chapter 142
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 142<\/p>\n
**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**
\n**Mr. Eaton Gets Jealous**<\/p>\n
Maggie found herself pressed against the cool wall of the hallway, her heart racing as she stifled a gasp. She clamped her mouth shut, terrified that even the slightest sound might betray her presence.<\/p>\n
As a mere human, the intricate dance of pheromones that swirled around the werewolves was an enigma to her. Yet, she could feel the atmosphere shift, tightening around her like a noose, heavy with unspoken tension.<\/p>\n
So, Deanna was the fianc\u00e9e. But what was this absurdity that had just spilled from her lips? The rumors that had circulated seemed to clash with the reality unfolding before her. This Alpha, Jake, appeared to genuinely care for Deanna, which left Maggie in a whirlwind of confusion.<\/p>\n
When Jake lowered his head in a gesture of submission to Deanna, time seemed to freeze. In the world of werewolves, it was almost unthinkable for a top Alpha to bow before an Omega. It was a display of vulnerability that stripped away every ounce of pride. Yet, rather than soften Deanna\u2019s heart, it only constricted it further, leaving her gasping for breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cJake, what are you doing?\u201d she whispered, her voice barely escaping her lips.<\/p>\n
Jake lifted his gaze, and Maggie could see the weight of guilt etched across his features.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know my arrogance and pride have hurt you deeply,\u201d he began, his voice trembling slightly. \u201cI don\u2019t expect you to forgive me, but Deanna, I\u2019m truly sorry. Please, just give me one chance to make things right.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice cracked with emotion. \u201cDeanna, I still love you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s brow furrowed, her expression a mix of disbelief and disdain.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour love doesn\u2019t matter to me anymore,\u201d she replied, her tone icy and resolute.<\/p>\n
Jake\u2019s stubbornness flared up as he retorted, \u201cAs long as you once loved me, I can\u2019t just give up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna shook her head, rendered speechless by his insistence. \u201cThen keep bowing here by yourself,\u201d she said, her voice laced with finality.<\/p>\n
With that, she turned to walk away, but Jake\u2019s hand shot out, gripping her wrist with an urgency that belied the power imbalance between an Alpha and an Omega.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, please. Just give me a chance,\u201d he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice.<\/p>\n
She struggled against his hold, but his strength was overwhelming. Just then, a familiar scent of cedarwood wafted through the air, sharp and unmistakable.<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s head snapped up, her eyes widening at the sight of Luis, who stood a few feet away. He exuded confidence, one hand casually tucked in his pocket while the other held a vibrant bouquet of purple lavender. His striking figure commanded attention, filling the hallway with an undeniable presence.<\/p>\n
A cold smile played on his lips as he regarded the scene before him. Without a word, he tossed the lavender into a nearby trash bin, a decisive act that sent a ripple of tension through the air, before he turned and walked away, leaving Deanna\u2019s heart in turmoil.<\/p>\n
Deanna had intended to explain her actions, to clarify the situation, but the harshness of his words silenced her.<\/p>\n
His reaction only fueled the anger simmering within him. He knew today marked her first day at her new job, a day he had hoped to surprise her by setting aside pack matters. Instead, he had stumbled upon her ex-boyfriend, groveling at her feet, begging for another chance.<\/p>\n
What a surprise that was.<\/p>\n
In that moment, the urge to shift into his wolf form and confront Jake surged within him, fueled by a primal instinct to defend what was his.<\/p>\n
Deanna, on the other hand, was acutely aware that she had severed ties with Jake decisively. He had appeared uninvited, spouting a jumbled mess about forgiveness that she had never asked for.<\/p>\n
Of course, Luis had witnessed it all, the scene playing out like a cruel twist of fate.<\/p>\n
Thinking quickly, she decided to steer the conversation toward safer waters, hoping to diffuse the tension that crackled between them.<\/p>\n
Her voice, though soft, held a steady resolve. \u201cWhy are you here?\u201d she asked, her curiosity peeking through the storm of emotions swirling in the air.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2225","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2225","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=2225"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}