Chapter 217
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 217<\/p>\n
**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
Perhaps I was gazing a bit too intently.<\/p>\n
Luis, that enigmatic figure who always seemed to float above the rest of us, let his eyes meander lazily across the throng of people. And for a fleeting instant, those piercing green eyes settled on me.<\/p>\n
Just a heartbeat\u2014a mere handful of seconds. His gaze, unreadable and cool, slid past me as if I were a mere specter, someone wholly unconnected to his world. The look he cast was casual, almost indifferent. It was as if he didn\u2019t even register my presence, and that realization struck me like a cold wave.<\/p>\n
In that moment, I found myself at a loss for words, grappling with emotions I couldn\u2019t even begin to articulate.<\/p>\n
All I truly understood was that his gaze felt foreign, alien to me.<\/p>\n
The palpable Alpha energy that surrounded him was like an impenetrable fortress of ice, isolating me from everything I once knew.<\/p>\n
Luis, who had once felt so close, now seemed like a distant star, forever out of reach.<\/p>\n
Violet, ever perceptive, leaned in closer, her voice a low hiss filled with barely contained outrage.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, did you see that? That\u2019s Mr. Eaton! And right next to him is Clarissa Davison. Look at her\u2014she\u2019s practically draping herself all over him!\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood there, paralyzed, unable to form a single coherent thought or response.<\/p>\n
**Third-person POV:**<\/p>\n
Violet quickly realized that Deanna was unresponsive.<\/p>\n
Turning her head, she caught a glimpse of Deanna\u2019s expression, pale and taut, a mask of suppressed emotion.<\/p>\n
Violet\u2019s instinct told her that Deanna\u2019s silence stemmed from anger.<\/p>\n
Driven by that assumption, she firmly grasped Deanna\u2019s hand and propelled herself through the crowd, determined to reach Luis\u2019s table.<\/p>\n
Before Deanna could fully comprehend what was unfolding, they found themselves standing right in front of the table, mere feet from the stage.<\/p>\n
The entire group\u2014men and women of power\u2014turned their heads in unison to regard the two unexpected intruders.<\/p>\n
Violet\u2019s eyes scanned the scene before her.<\/p>\n
The people seated at that table exuded an aura of wealth and influence; their very presence radiated status. A single word from any of them could easily dismantle her career.<\/p>\n
For a brief moment, doubt flickered in her mind.<\/p>\n
But as she thought of Deanna, she straightened her posture, lifted her chin defiantly, and pressed forward.<\/p>\n
Her gaze shifted from Clarissa to the man seated at the head of the table\u2014Luis, who radiated elegance and authority.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, well, this Alpha looks an awful lot like my best friend\u2019s boyfriend,\u201d Violet remarked, her tone laced with playful mockery.<\/p>\n
Instantly, the atmosphere thickened with intrigue.<\/p>\n
Despite the fact that Clarissa Davison\u2014the celebrated actress\u2014had arrived on Luis\u2019s arm, he had introduced her merely as his \u201cplus one,\u201d not as his girlfriend.<\/p>\n
Finally, Luis lifted his gaze, his expression cool and almost disinterested. His eyes swept over the two women, devoid of warmth, and his voice came out low and dismissive, tinged with just a hint of sarcasm.<\/p>\n
After all, the Mooncrown Pack represented the last pureblood werewolf bloodline on the continent, an undeniable emblem of power and prestige.<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s steady gaze locked onto Luis, and then, without uttering a single word, shifted to the woman beside him.<\/p>\n
Clarissa was even more breathtaking in reality than on the silver screen.<\/p>\n
Deanna had never seen any of her films, but Maggie had often raved about Clarissa\u2014how incredibly talented she was, how effortlessly elegant, and how magazines dubbed her every man\u2019s dream girl.<\/p>\n
Now, sitting beside Luis, Clarissa seemed perfectly suited for him.<\/p>\n
Even though Deanna understood deep down that Luis\u2019s future Luna would likely not be Clarissa\u2014<\/p>\n
Seeing them together, powerful and stunning, well-matched in every way, sent a sharp pang of anguish slicing through her heart.<\/p>\n
Then came his words, \u201cI don\u2019t remember having a girlfriend.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s hands clenched into tight fists, her nails digging into her palms.<\/p>\n
In that moment, the painful truth crystallized in her mind:<\/p>\n
They had truly broken up.<\/p>\n
She bit her lip, hard, as if trying to hold back the tide of emotions threatening to spill over.<\/p>\n
Then, in a quiet, almost defeated whisper, she murmured, \u201cSorry, Violet, you were wrong. He\u2019s not my boyfriend.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2300","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2300","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=2300"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}