Chapter 186
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 186<\/p>\n
**Chapter 186: I\u2019m Going to the Restroom**<\/p>\n
In the softly lit ambiance of the restaurant, Deanna nudged Luis with her elbow, a subtle yet firm gesture urging him to temper his thoughts. She could sense the tension in the air, the way words could twist and turn, and she didn\u2019t want Zelena to feel uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
\u201cZelena, don\u2019t take him seriously. He has this habit of speaking whatever comes to mind\u2026\u201d Deanna reassured, her voice laced with warmth.<\/p>\n
Zelena managed to muster a smile, though it was more rigid than genuine, before finally placing her glass down on the table with a soft thud.<\/p>\n
Violet, ever the social butterfly thanks to her experience in the entertainment world, seized the moment with a playful jab. \u201cSo, what kind of gratitude are we talking about here, exactly?\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis leaned back, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he replied, \u201cIf I wanted to shoot an indie film directed by Jason Fallon this year, do you think Mr. Eaton might lend me a hand\u2014just because of Deanna?\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s heart skipped a beat as she bit her lip, the words hanging in the air like a sweet promise. \u201cViolet!\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet let out a light laugh, the sound dancing through the air. \u201cWhat? Are you already that protective of him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis didn\u2019t offer a direct answer; instead, he let his gaze linger warmly on Deanna. His tone was languid, almost teasing. \u201cIt\u2019s really up to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet, having navigated the werewolf entertainment industry long enough, understood the weight of those words. It was a subtle declaration that, as long as Deanna was on board, anything was feasible.<\/p>\n
It was clear that Luis wasn\u2019t just doing a favor for a friend; he was laying it all out on the table\u2014Deanna\u2019s desires took precedence, even if it meant pulling some serious strings.<\/p>\n
Jason Fallon was a titan in the world of werewolf cinema, known for his artful films that only featured seasoned actors, those with years of experience and a reputation that preceded them.<\/p>\n
For Violet, who primarily starred in idol dramas, the mere thought of auditioning for such a prestigious project felt like a distant dream. She had been joking when she first brought it up, never truly expecting a serious response.<\/p>\n
Yet, with Luis\u2019s affirmative words hanging in the air, a spark of hope ignited within her.<\/p>\n
She cast another keen glance at Luis, her mind racing. No matter how affluent he was, no man would extend such generosity unless there was genuine affection involved. Men like him didn\u2019t waste their time on whims.<\/p>\n
As these thoughts swirled in her mind, Violet felt a genuine happiness for Deanna, her smile widening as she raised her glass. \u201cMr. Eaton, you truly are generous! Here\u2019s to that\u2014cheers!\u201d<\/p>\n
The server, attentive and efficient, kept their glasses filled to the brim, the clinking of crystal echoing their camaraderie.<\/p>\n
Quickly, Deanna snatched the napkin from him. \u201cI can manage myself, thank you very much.\u201d<\/p>\n
Suddenly, Zelena stood up, her movements a bit awkward. \u201cI\u2019m going to the restroom,\u201d she announced, her voice slightly strained.<\/p>\n
The VIP restrooms were located at the far end of the corridor in Imperial Grace, a place of elegance and solitude.<\/p>\n
As Zelena exited the restroom, a heavy heart weighed upon her. The moment she stepped back into the dining area, her eyes caught sight of a figure standing just outside their private room.<\/p>\n
Luis stood there, one hand casually tucked into his pocket while the other held a cigarette, his demeanor relaxed yet commanding.<\/p>\n
Under the dazzling restaurant lights, the contours of his profile were sharply defined, an image of pure Alpha dominance. Even the other werewolves passing by instinctively bowed their heads in respect.<\/p>\n
Zelena had intended to return directly to the private room, but as she approached the door, her feet froze in place.<\/p>\n
Her wolf spirit whispered to her, a siren\u2019s call that urged her to turn around and approach him instead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2269","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2269","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=2269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}