Chapter 244
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 244<\/p>\n
**Chapter 244 What the Heart Denies**<\/p>\n
**Luis\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
I squinted, the weight of uncertainty pressing heavily on my chest.<\/p>\n
Deanna had posed the very same question earlier, her voice laced with hope and curiosity.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t that I was unwilling; rather, a deep-seated fear gnawed at me. I dreaded the thought of her getting hurt.<\/p>\n
Being a pureblood noble of the Mooncrown Pack was a double-edged sword\u2014an esteemed title that felt more like a gilded cage.<\/p>\n
If she were to become my Luna, she would be subjected to relentless scrutiny, especially from Ruth, whose judgment could pierce through the strongest of facades.<\/p>\n
And then there was that accursed prophecy looming over my head like a dark cloud.<\/p>\n
In less than six months, I would reach the threshold of twenty-five, a milestone that carried with it the ominous promise of transformation.<\/p>\n
The last thing I wanted was for her to witness my descent into chaos, to see the bloodlust consume me in a way that I could barely control.<\/p>\n
Yet, I couldn\u2019t bear the thought of my bloodline fading away, becoming nothing more than a whisper in the wind.<\/p>\n
Turning to Erik, I asked, \u201cIf you were in my shoes, what course of action would you take?\u201d<\/p>\n
Erik reclined casually on the couch, a lazy grin spreading across his face. \u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n
He chuckled, the sound rich with carefree mischief. \u201cSimple. My motto is to live life unchained. A mate or a pup? That would only weigh me down. If a woman ever found herself pregnant with my child, I\u2019d just pay her off to end it.\u201d<\/p>\n
A cold laugh escaped my lips, mingling with a sense of revulsion as I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI must be losing my grip on sanity for even considering your perspective.\u201d<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
The doorbell rang incessantly, each chime echoing my rising irritation.<\/p>\n
Assuming it was Luis still lingering outside, I stormed over and flung the door open with a mix of frustration and determination.<\/p>\n
I barely cracked it before snapping, \u201cWhy are you still here?\u201d<\/p>\n
To my surprise, Violet stood there, a thermos bag clutched in her hand, her expression one of startled confusion. \u201cWho\u2019s still here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Realizing my blunder, I let out a long breath. \u201cNo one. I thought it was someone else.\u201d<\/p>\n
After a moment of contemplation, she added, \u201cBut Mr. Eaton won\u2019t just walk away. We\u2019re talking about the Mooncrown bloodline here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her words struck straight at the core of the anxiety I had been trying desperately to suppress.<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s unexpected appearance at the hospital had completely derailed my carefully laid plans.<\/p>\n
I sank deeper into the couch, one hand resting gently on my still-flat belly, feeling an inexplicable connection that was already forming. It was faint yet undeniable, a bond that fortified my resolve.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo matter what he does, I won\u2019t let anyone take my baby away from me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet patted my shoulder reassuringly. \u201cThen stop overthinking it. You\u2019ve made your choice, so stick to it. I\u2019ll be the baby\u2019s godmother. Even without a father, that child will be showered with more love than most.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her words enveloped me in warmth, igniting a flicker of hope within.<\/p>\n
I leaned my head against her shoulder, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me. \u201cViolet, if you were a man, I\u2019d marry you in a heartbeat. Then this baby would be ours, and no one could ever take it away.\u201d<\/p>\n
I paused, a serious thought crossing my mind. \u201cActually, maybe you could just get gender reassignment surgery.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet stared at me, her expression a mix of disbelief and amusement, before rolling her eyes dramatically.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve completely lost it, mama bear. I haven\u2019t even begun to enjoy my time with men yet. Why on earth would I want to give that up?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2326","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2326","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=2326"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}