Chapter 187
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 187<\/p>\n
**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**<\/p>\n
**Zelena\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Eaton.\u201d My voice wavered, betraying the storm of emotions swirling within me.<\/p>\n
There was an undeniable instinct ingrained in the very essence of every wolf\u2014a primal urge to bow before a pureblood Alpha. The mere sight of that chilling glint in his eyes sent shivers racing down my spine, compelling me to retreat into the shadows of my own uncertainty.<\/p>\n
He halted mid-drag on his cigarette, his head turning slightly in my direction. The coolness of his voice cut through the air like a knife. \u201cYou need something?\u201d<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of my words pressing against my chest. Taking a deep breath, I summoned every ounce of courage I could muster.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe evidence against Felix\u2026 it meant a great deal to me. Even if your assistance stemmed from your loyalty to Deanna, I felt it was only right to express my gratitude properly.\u201d<\/p>\n
His reaction was minimal; he simply extinguished his cigarette with a calm precision that made my heart race. \u201cDidn\u2019t you already thank me?\u201d<\/p>\n
And just like that, he began to turn away, his back retreating toward the private room that felt like a fortress of secrets.<\/p>\n
As I watched him walk away, desperation clawed at my insides, and the words spilled from my lips before I could rein them in. \u201cMr. Eaton, do you recall the old Stormwind Pack? Back when the Mooncrown Pack hosted its 200th anniversary celebration? Our pack was invited, and my parents had a lengthy conversation with your grandfather\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Before I could elaborate, he cut me off, impatience lacing his tone. \u201cI don\u2019t remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
In that instant, all the resolve I had painstakingly built up crumbled to dust.<\/p>\n
Yet, I clenched my fists, determined not to let this rare opportunity slip through my fingers. \u201cOf course, the Stormwind Pack no longer exists. But I was hoping I could add you on WhatsApp. Perhaps one day, my parents could visit the Mooncrown Pack\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Bond.\u201d He halted abruptly, turning to face me once more. The coldness in his gaze was palpable, almost suffocating. \u201cDeanna considers you a good friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
His words caught me off guard, leaving me momentarily speechless.<\/p>\n
Luis continued, his tone as ruthless as ever. \u201cShe mentioned how you aided her in the past, which is why she decided to invest in Bluewave Studio. I had my reservations, but I supported her choice. Now, it\u2019s evident that she made a poor investment.\u201d<\/p>\n
My complexion drained of color, the weight of his scrutiny pressing down on me.<\/p>\n
He saw right through the facade I had tried to maintain.<\/p>\n
It was undeniable.<\/p>\n
I let out a low chuckle, feigning innocence. \u201cOh? What could possibly be so interesting about me? Perhaps I didn\u2019t do enough today?\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet leaned in conspiratorially. \u201cNo way! Mr. Eaton, you\u2019ve done more than enough. Deanna said she was genuinely touched.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet!\u201d Deanna\u2019s cheeks flushed a bright pink, a hint of embarrassment coloring her features. \u201cDon\u2019t listen to her. She\u2019s just exaggerating.\u201d<\/p>\n
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. \u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
She shot me a glare, but the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her amusement. \u201cIt\u2019s not true.\u201d<\/p>\n
I chuckled softly, savoring the moment. \u201cThat\u2019s perfectly fine. I\u2019ll gladly take \u2018not true\u2019 over nothing at all.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t believe you.\u201d Deanna turned her head away, adopting a stubborn demeanor that only made her more endearing.<\/p>\n
Just then, the door swung open, and in walked Zelena, her face ashen and drawn. Upon spotting me, her steps faltered, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features.<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s concern was immediate. \u201cZelena, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2270","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2270","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=2270"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}