Chapter 256
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 256<\/p>\n
**Chapter 256: Stripping**<\/p>\n
The suggestion hit the gathering like a spark igniting a powder keg, transforming the previously lively atmosphere into something primal and electric. Laughter and chatter morphed into a cacophony of excitement and anticipation as the guests processed the implications of the challenge.<\/p>\n
Erik\u2019s interest was palpable, his eyebrows arching in surprise, a playful glint dancing in his eyes. \u201cAlright. So, what\u2019s the game?\u201d he asked, his tone teasing yet intrigued.<\/p>\n
The crowd was predominantly female, a mix of humans and werewolves, each possessing their own unique allure and rank. Among them, the two men stood out like beacons of charisma\u2014handsome, tall, impeccably dressed, and exuding an intoxicating Alpha presence that turned heads and quickened pulses.<\/p>\n
A glamorous female celebrity in the front row practically salivated at the prospect. \u201cLoser removes one item of clothing each round\u2026 until he\u2019s down to nothing. Dare?\u201d The challenge hung in the air, electrifying the atmosphere.<\/p>\n
As the words settled, the women\u2014especially the she-wolves, who were particularly attuned to the strong male energy\u2014perked up, their cheers escalating to a fever pitch. \u201cYes! Make them strip for once\u2014men stare at our bodies all year long. Tonight, we get front-row seats!\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he shot Erik a challenging look. \u201cFine. You brave enough to go through with this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s there to be brave about?\u201d Erik replied with a nonchalant shrug, his confidence unwavering. It was just clothes, after all.<\/p>\n
He turned toward Violet, his voice thick with playful heat. \u201cYou want front-row seats to my strip show?\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna nearly choked on her laughter, unable to contain her amusement at the audacity of Erik\u2019s words.<\/p>\n
Violet\u2019s expression darkened, her brows knitting together in irritation. \u201cGet lost. I don\u2019t want to see either of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert\u2019s face clouded with annoyance; Erik\u2019s flirtation with Violet was a direct jab at his pride.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen quit yapping and start. Don\u2019t stall like a coward,\u201d Robert snapped, his frustration bubbling to the surface.<\/p>\n
He turned to Deanna, his eyes piercing. \u201cYou be the judge.\u201d<\/p>\n
A nearby female Beta immediately raised her voice in protest. \u201cWhy should she be the judge?\u201d<\/p>\n
Erik arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. \u201cBecause she\u2019s technically been the partner of our bros at some point. Sounds fair to me, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna found herself momentarily speechless, caught off guard by the unexpected logic. Unfortunately\u2026 he\u2019s not wrong.<\/p>\n
With all eyes on her, Deanna took on the role of dealer, shuffling the cards with a mix of excitement and trepidation.<\/p>\n
\u201cRound One,\u201d she announced, dealing the cards with a flourish.<\/p>\n
The two men flipped their cards over, and Robert\u2019s face fell. He had lost.<\/p>\n
Frowning, he stood up, indignation clear in his posture. \u201cDeanna, you did that on purpose!\u201d<\/p>\n
With a deadpan expression, she replied, \u201cYou chose me as judge, remember? And retaliate for what\u2014your filthy mouth?\u201d<\/p>\n
Teeth grinding in frustration, Robert yanked off his expensive watch and slapped it onto the table with a resounding thud.<\/p>\n
\u201cRound Two,\u201d Deanna declared, dealing again.<\/p>\n
Once more, Robert lost.<\/p>\n
With complete seriousness, he replied, \u201cSo they can witness what real muscle looks like.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deanna stared at him, momentarily speechless, grappling with the audacity of his confidence.<\/p>\n
Damn male werewolves and their competitive streaks.<\/p>\n
\u201cRound Three,\u201d she declared, discreetly stacking the deck as she shuffled, a mischievous glint in her eyes.<\/p>\n
Finally, the moment arrived\u2014Erik lost.<\/p>\n
He rose slowly, a wolfish grin curling at the corners of his mouth, exuding a magnetic charm.<\/p>\n
Instead of stripping where he stood, he stalked purposefully toward Violet, his movements deliberate and confident.<\/p>\n
She stiffened at his approach, her brows knitting together in confusion. \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStripping,\u201d he replied, his tone laced with mischief.<\/p>\n
Violet glared at him, her irritation palpable. \u201cWhy in front of me? Idiot\u2014go strip somewhere else.\u201d<\/p>\n
Erik lowered his head slightly, his voice dropping to a low, rough whisper that sent shivers down her spine. \u201cI\u2019m stripping for you. You get the first view.\u201d<\/p>\n
With that, his fingers moved to the first button of his shirt, his seductive eyes locked onto her face, unwavering and intense.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2338","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2338","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=2338"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}