Chapter 245
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 245<\/p>\n
**Chapter 245: Sparks in the Silence**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
Today marked a significant moment\u2014the return of Kathryn from her trip to Euron.<\/p>\n
Once again, I found myself amidst the bustling crowd at the airport, standing anxiously by the arrival gate, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.<\/p>\n
As I stood there, a wave of memories washed over me, reminding me of the last time I had waited in this very spot\u2014anxiously anticipating Violet\u2019s arrival so we could head to the hospital for what felt like the most difficult decision of my life.<\/p>\n
Who could have imagined that just a few days later, I would experience a shift in my heart, ultimately choosing to embrace this little life instead?<\/p>\n
In the distance, I spotted Kathryn, maneuvering her suitcase through the throng of travelers.<\/p>\n
I waved, my heart racing with excitement.<\/p>\n
When she finally reached me, I eagerly took hold of the luggage cart, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as we began our journey toward the exit together.<\/p>\n
Having spent nearly a month away, she looked revitalized, her color restored, and that serene, graceful presence that was uniquely hers\u2014belonging to the Luna of the Mistbane Pack\u2014radiated from her once more.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, you always seem to be so occupied. You could have simply sent a driver; you didn\u2019t need to come all the way here,\u201d she remarked, a hint of concern lacing her voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s perfectly fine. I\u2019m not busy today,\u201d I reassured her, trying to dismiss her worries.<\/p>\n
Her gaze turned scrutinizing as she studied me closely. \u201cYou\u2019ve lost weight,\u201d she observed, her brow furrowing slightly.<\/p>\n
I instinctively touched my cheek, surprised by her comment. \u201cReally? Perhaps it just feels that way since you haven\u2019t seen me in a while,\u201d I replied, attempting to brush it off.<\/p>\n
Her expression deepened with concern as she looked me over again. \u201cIt\u2019s not just that you\u2019re thinner\u2014you look pale too. This simply won\u2019t do. I\u2019ll ensure you have a proper meal tonight,\u201d she insisted, a motherly determination in her tone.<\/p>\n
Upon our arrival at the Mistbane main house, Kathryn instructed the servants to unpack her suitcase. One by one, she revealed a delightful assortment of gifts laid out on the table\u2014necklaces, bracelets, and charming little trinkets, more than a dozen in total.<\/p>\n
It was a tradition of hers to bring back souvenirs from her travels, though most of the time, those treasures were meant for Desmond and Jillian.<\/p>\n
However, seeing this array of thoughtful items laid out specifically for me, I immediately understood her intention\u2014this was her heartfelt way of atoning for the past.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, why don\u2019t you come sit for a moment?\u201d I suggested gently, sensing the weight of a conversation lingering between us. \u201cThere\u2019s something important I need to share.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kathryn\u2019s face brightened as she picked up a delicate four-leaf-clover brooch, holding it against my sweater. \u201cWhat\u2019s troubling you? Look at this one! Isn\u2019t it stunning? They say these brooches bring good luck in Euron, so I couldn\u2019t resist buying one,\u201d she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.<\/p>\n
I glanced down at the intricate green clover, which beautifully contrasted with my blue sweater.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks good,\u201d Kathryn nodded approvingly.<\/p>\n
**Kathryn\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
I observed as Deanna fell silent, her eyes downcast.<\/p>\n
My thoughts drifted to the Mooncrown Pack\u2014their rigid traditions, their relentless obsession with purity and power\u2014and my heart sank further.<\/p>\n
Of course, this situation could not be straightforward.<\/p>\n
Deanna reached out, her hand finding mine. \u201cMom, I\u2019ve already made up my mind. Please trust me. I can handle this on my own,\u201d she implored, her voice steady despite the turmoil in her eyes.<\/p>\n
A long sigh escaped my lips, filled with a mixture of resignation and concern.<\/p>\n
I did trust her.<\/p>\n
Yet, that trust didn\u2019t ease the pain of watching my daughter grapple with such a heavy burden.<\/p>\n
The thought of her belly swelling, the whispers of judgment swirling around her, the scrutiny of others\u2014it was simply unbearable.<\/p>\n
No. I couldn\u2019t allow that to happen. I had to confront that man myself and demand answers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2327","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2327","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=2327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}