Chapter 216
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 216<\/p>\n
**Chapter 216: The Night I Saw Him Again**<\/p>\n
The doctor\u2019s gaze fell upon me once more, and I could sense a shift in the atmosphere.<\/p>\n
The warmth and kindness that had initially graced his features evaporated, replaced by an unmistakable look of shock and disbelief that sent a chill down my spine.<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss,\u201d he began, his voice steady yet filled with weight, \u201cour scanner indicates that you are carrying the offspring of a pureblood werewolf. The father of this child\u2026 he belongs to the Mooncrown Pack, doesn\u2019t he? Such a bloodline is exceedingly rare. Are you absolutely certain that you don\u2019t wish to keep it?\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart raced, and I felt the color drain from my face, leaving me as pale as a ghost. My legs trembled beneath me, as if the very ground had shifted.<\/p>\n
The doctor\u2019s expression morphed again, this time tinged with a hint of pity, as though he had already painted a picture of my life\u2014a heartbroken Omega abandoned by a ruthless pureblood Alpha.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2026 if you are contemplating terminating the pregnancy, you must make a decision swiftly,\u201d he continued, his tone now more somber. \u201cAfter three months, forcibly extracting a powerful werewolf fetus can inflict irreversible damage on both your Omega body and your wolf spirit.\u201d<\/p>\n
With that, he exited the room, leaving me in a whirlwind of confusion and dread. I swung my legs over the edge of the hospital bed and stood, the world around me spinning as I stumbled out into the glaring daylight outside.<\/p>\n
The sun was blinding, its rays piercing through my thoughts, yet I felt an icy grip of fear wrap around my heart.<\/p>\n
This child\u2026 it had arrived at the most inopportune moment, as if fate were playing a cruel joke on me.<\/p>\n
Just then, my phone buzzed insistently in my bag, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts.<\/p>\n
After a moment of fumbling, I retrieved it. The screen lit up with Violet\u2019s name.<\/p>\n
I answered, my voice barely above a whisper. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, you need to get to my place. Now,\u201d she urged, her tone urgent and clipped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d I asked, my mind racing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll see when you arrive,\u201d she replied, cutting off the conversation abruptly as she sent me a location pin.<\/p>\n
With no other option, I hailed a taxi and relayed the address to the driver, my heart pounding in my chest.<\/p>\n
The cab wound its way through the bustling streets until we arrived at Eirenora Hall, a building that shimmered with opulence, its gold trim glinting in the sunlight as if it were a jewel plucked from the earth.<\/p>\n
This venue was renowned for hosting the most extravagant events, the very heart of elite Pack society.<\/p>\n
Those who graced its halls were either dripping with wealth or power, or often, both\u2014Alphas, Lunas, and celebrities of the highest order.<\/p>\n
Servers glided through the crowd, expertly balancing trays of colorful cocktails, while on stage, a new round of charity auctions was in full swing.<\/p>\n
And then, my eyes fell upon him\u2014sitting at the table nearest the stage.<\/p>\n
The table was surrounded by imposing men clad in designer suits, their presence amplified by the glamorous actresses and refined Omega socialites adorned in exquisite gowns.<\/p>\n
Luis stood out like a blazing fire in a dimly lit room.<\/p>\n
His aura was overwhelming\u2014an undeniable presence of a pureblood Alpha that radiated confidence and power, casting a shadow over everyone else in the room.<\/p>\n
His profile appeared as if it had been sculpted by the gods\u2014sharp brows, striking green eyes, and a strong nose that drew the gaze of anyone nearby. He was devastatingly handsome, in a way that felt almost perilous.<\/p>\n
Leaning back in the center seat with an effortless grace, his broad shoulders and tapered waist were encased in a perfectly tailored suit that seemed crafted for a life of both war and wealth. He was a figure meant to shine among the stars and chandeliers, if not above them.<\/p>\n
It had been almost a month since I last laid eyes on him.<\/p>\n
We had drifted apart, our lives no longer intertwined.<\/p>\n
Yet here I was, caught off guard, my feet rooted to the ground, my gaze locked onto him. Inside me, a faint stirring echoed\u2014a tiny tremor, as if the baby within could sense its father\u2019s presence nearby.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2299","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2299","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=2299"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}