Chapter 259
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 259<\/p>\n
**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**
\n**Chapter 259: Losing Control**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
I felt a lump form in my throat, a tightness that made it hard to breathe.<\/p>\n
What if I admitted that I didn\u2019t like this moment? Would he lash out at me in anger?<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s gaze pierced through the air, unwavering and intense. \u201cDeanna, this is a gift for you\u2014for being pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
My eyes fell to the floor, unable to meet his gaze.<\/p>\n
In that instant, clarity washed over me.<\/p>\n
Everything he had arranged, all the extravagant details, was meant for the baby.<\/p>\n
I managed a muted, \u201cOh,\u201d devoid of any real enthusiasm.<\/p>\n
Luis cupped my cheeks with both hands, his touch warm and possessive, and he gently coaxed my lips upward, forcing a semblance of a smile from me. \u201cWhy don\u2019t I see any joy in your eyes?\u201d<\/p>\n
All I could muster was a strained, artificial grin, a mask I wore to placate him.<\/p>\n
Luis let out a deep, frustrated sigh. \u201cMs. Wiley, you are truly a challenge to please.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stepped into the room, placing the bouquet of roses I had been clutching into the vast sea of vibrant flowers that surrounded me.<\/p>\n
In the next moment, I felt his arms encircle me from behind, his chin resting lightly atop my head. His voice, soft yet tinged with an unexpected vulnerability, broke the silence. \u201cDon\u2019t push me away tonight, okay? Just for tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart raced, a flutter of emotions stirring within me.<\/p>\n
Above, I could hear Luis\u2019s languid, seductive voice, drawing me in.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know why this place is called D Hotel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe \u2018D\u2019 stands for Deanna, my Deanna. I built it for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
His words struck me like a warm wave, flooding my chest with an overwhelming rush of emotion that made my eyes prick with unshed tears.<\/p>\n
I blinked rapidly, trying to regain my composure, and whispered, \u201cBut this hotel was built three years ago. You didn\u2019t know me then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe met once at a banquet three years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t tell me you fell for me at first sight and then decided to build an entire hotel in my honor?\u201d<\/p>\n
Yeah, right. I wasn\u2019t buying into that fairy-tale fantasy.<\/p>\n
Luis regarded me with a knowing smile, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. \u201cDeanna, don\u2019t you want to know who the girl was that first took Puddy in?\u201d<\/p>\n
My mind went blank for a moment, confusion swirling within me.<\/p>\n
\u201cLuis, what\u2019s happening to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStay away from me!\u201d I clenched my fists so tightly that my knuckles turned pale, a cold sweat breaking out across my forehead in an instant.<\/p>\n
Griffin\u2019s voice roared in my mind, a warning echoing through me. \u201cThe curse is about to trigger\u2014this is the warning! We need to return to the pack immediately!\u201d<\/p>\n
Damn it! Why did this have to happen now, of all times?!<\/p>\n
I grabbed my jacket, urgency propelling me toward the door, but then I halted abruptly.<\/p>\n
Turning back, I saw Deanna standing there, small and vulnerable, confusion and hurt etched across her features.<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t leave her like that. I strode back to her, using the last shred of control I had to pull her into a fierce, bone-crushing embrace.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna,\u201d my voice trembled with anguish, \u201cI\u2019m so sorry. Please\u2026 just wait for me to come back, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t dare to reveal that my body was on the brink of losing control.<\/p>\n
I was terrified of the thought of scaring her\u2014more terrified that I might unintentionally harm her with my own hands.<\/p>\n
She was carrying our pup. She must not be put in danger.<\/p>\n
With a heavy heart, I released her and bolted out the door, not daring to look back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2341","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2341","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=2341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}