{"id":2324,"date":"2026-09-28T19:51:00","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:51:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-241\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T19:51:00","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:51:00","slug":"marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-241","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-241\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 241"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 242<br \/>\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 242<\/p>\n<p>**Chapter 242: Beneath the Same Sky**<\/p>\n<p>**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n<p>How I found myself in Luis\u2019s sleek Porsche was a mystery, a foggy blur that I couldn\u2019t quite piece together.<\/p>\n<p>As the realization of my surroundings began to seep in, I noticed that we had come to a halt beside the tranquil riverside. The air was thick with a sense of stillness, broken only by the gentle lapping of water against the shore.<\/p>\n<p>The neon lights from the opposite bank danced upon the surface of the river, twinkling like a constellation of stars scattered across a velvet sky. The reeds nearby swayed gracefully, their soft rustling whispering secrets to the night.<\/p>\n<p>Luis, ever the enigmatic figure, lowered the convertible top with a smooth motion, leaning back against the plush leather seat. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, tapping it lightly against his fingers, a habitual gesture that seemed to pause time for a moment. But then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he halted mid-motion and slid the pack back into his pocket, his gaze shifting toward me.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy did you want to get rid of it?\u201d he asked, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of something deeper.<\/p>\n<p>I kept my eyes fixed on the river, the words flowing from my lips calm and measured. \u201cYou should be asking whether the baby is even yours.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His gaze dropped to my stomach, a flicker of confidence lighting up his features. A faint, almost smug smile crept onto his lips. \u201cIt\u2019s mine. Every Alpha can sense the presence of their own pup.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I felt a surge of defiance rise within me. I bit my lip, forcing the words out stubbornly. \u201cNo. It\u2019s mine. Only mine.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>After a brief silence, I inhaled deeply, summoning the courage to meet his piercing gaze. \u201cLuis, whatever we had is over. This child doesn\u2019t change that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He offered a humorless smile, a bitter twist of his lips that made my heart sink. \u201cSo you want me to pretend it doesn\u2019t exist? You think that\u2019s even possible?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I turned my gaze away, focusing on the reeds bending gracefully in the wind, their movements echoing my turmoil. \u201cThen tell me, are you going to marry me?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His frown deepened, and the silence that followed felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest.<\/p>\n<p>A tiny spark of hope flickered within me, only to shatter as I let out a laugh, a sound tinged with disbelief.<\/p>\n<p>What was I expecting? Deep down, I already knew the answer.<\/p>\n<p>I frowned, irritation flaring within me like a sudden flame.<\/p>\n<p>Why was he so impossible to reason with?<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo you really think the Mooncrown Pack would ever accept me? Do you think Ruth would?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The thought of Ruth sent a wave of anxiety through me. I had met her a few times before, and her reputation for holding grudges was well-known. Forgiveness was not a trait she possessed.<\/p>\n<p>Now, with a baby to protect, I wasn\u2019t willing to gamble my future on uncertain outcomes.<\/p>\n<p>Luis studied me for a long moment, his brows furrowed in contemplation. \u201cIf you\u2019re planning to get married, I\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I cut him off, shaking my head vehemently. \u201cLuis, don\u2019t. There\u2019s no need to force anything. This was my mistake, not yours. And I refuse to let it become our mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2324","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2324","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=2324"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}