Chapter 210
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 210<\/p>\n
**Chapter 210: No Mercy**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
As I blinked awake, a sharp ache throbbed in my skull, as if a thousand tiny hammers were pounding within. The world around me was cloaked in shadows, an oppressive dimness that made it difficult to discern my surroundings.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are you?\u201d My voice emerged as a hoarse whisper, barely breaking the silence. I strained to see through the darkness, catching a glimpse of a figure moving ominously in the shadows.<\/p>\n
I attempted to shift my body, but a jolt of panic surged through me as I discovered my hands were bound tightly behind my back, the ropes laced with wolfsbane. The sharp sting of the ropes against my skin sent waves of fear coursing through my veins.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, a chilling voice echoed in the night. \u201cDeanna!\u201d<\/p>\n
Footsteps approached, each step resonating like an icy whisper against the concrete. Out of the gloom, Dorothy\u2019s face emerged, her expression twisted and malevolent, a stark reminder of the nightmares that had haunted my past.<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard, trying to suppress the tremor in my voice. \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dorothy crouched low, her hand shooting forward to grasp a fistful of my hair. She yanked my head back with a force that made my scalp scream in protest.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re so naughty,\u201d she hissed, her voice dripping with malice. \u201cYou didn\u2019t even bother to come pick me up when I got out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet go of me!\u201d I shouted, my voice rising with a mixture of defiance and desperation. \u201cYou\u2019re not my mother!\u201d<\/p>\n
With every ounce of strength I could muster, I screamed, \u201cHelp! Anyone? Help me!\u201d<\/p>\n
I backed away instinctively, my heart pounding as I approached the rooftop door, only to find it locked from the outside. I banged on it, desperation clawing at my throat, but it wouldn\u2019t budge.<\/p>\n
Dorothy circled me like a predator, her voice low and filled with malice. \u201cWhy did you bully Jillian? How dare you steal her place?\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned the handle again, but it was futile. I faced her, my voice barely steady as I asked, \u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s concentrated wolfsbane extract,\u201d she continued, her tone dripping with glee. \u201cIt causes intense hallucinations. It\u2019s designed to break werewolves like you. One shot, and you\u2019ll be hooked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her laughter rang out, a cruel sound that pierced through the night. \u201cThen I\u2019ll push you off the roof. When the werewolves find you, they\u2019ll think you overdosed and fell. Hahahaha!\u201d<\/p>\n
The weight of her words hung in the air, a dark promise that sent a chill racing down my spine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2293","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2293","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=2293"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}