Chapter 263
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 263<\/p>\n
**Chapter 263: We\u2019re Not Friends Anymore**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
A week had slipped by in a blur, each day blending into the next like the pages of a forgotten book.<\/p>\n
My life had settled into a monotonous rhythm\u2014work, home, and then back to work again, like clockwork.<\/p>\n
It was as if Ruth\u2019s phone call had been nothing more than a fleeting dream, a whisper that faded into the background of my daily existence.<\/p>\n
Yet, beneath the surface of my routine, I could feel the currents of change swirling within me.<\/p>\n
I found myself contemplating a bold idea: perhaps it was time to leave Nordvale behind, to take Kathryn and seek out a fresh start in a place where the echoes of the past wouldn\u2019t haunt me.<\/p>\n
The day of my three-month prenatal checkup arrived, and Violet, ever the supportive friend, insisted on accompanying me to the hospital.<\/p>\n
As I sat in the waiting room, I was surrounded by a mountain of paperwork, each form a reminder of the life I was bringing into the world. When I reached the section labeled \u201cfather,\u201d I hesitated, my pen hovering over the blank line. After a moment of contemplation, I chose to skip it entirely.<\/p>\n
Violet, ever observant, leaned in closer, her brow furrowed with curiosity.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, did anything happen that night when Luis took you away?\u201d she inquired, her voice low, almost conspiratorial.<\/p>\n
I continued filling out the forms, my voice flat as I replied, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet rolled her eyes dramatically. \u201cNothing? Then why did he whisk you away on my birthday? You missed me blowing out candles for the first time ever!\u201d<\/p>\n
With a playful smirk, I finished the last of the paperwork and handed it to the nurse. \u201cYou had two handsome werewolves, Robert and Erik, taking turns celebrating with you. Stop complaining.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet snorted, unimpressed. \u201cDon\u2019t try to change the subject.\u201d<\/p>\n
I chuckled, \u201cRobert is a total playboy, but Erik seems alright.\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet nodded thoughtfully, her expression shifting to one of seriousness. \u201cHe\u2019s definitely in better shape than Robert, but honestly, I\u2019m too focused on work right now. I need to make the most of things before I hit 30. After all, actresses don\u2019t stay in their prime for long, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n
The nurse called me in for a series of tests\u2014bloodwork, an ultrasound, an EKG, and a plethora of other assessments.<\/p>\n
Half an hour later, the doctor returned with the results, a warm smile spreading across her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour baby is perfectly healthy and even developing ahead of most pups at this stage,\u201d she announced, handing me the ultrasound image. \u201cJust remember to keep your stress levels down.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thanked her, clutching the ultrasound tightly as I stepped out into the waiting area. Violet was there, her excitement palpable.<\/p>\n
We gazed at the little shape on the scan, a mix of awe and joy lighting up our faces.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna.\u201d<\/p>\n
Suddenly, a voice called out to me from across the hallway.<\/p>\n
I paused and turned, my heart sinking as I recognized Zelena standing there, likely with her parents for an appointment.<\/p>\n
I had no desire to engage with her, so I attempted to slip away.<\/p>\n
But Zelena was quick, closing the distance between us and blocking my path.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d I replied, my voice flat and devoid of warmth.<\/p>\n
Zelena smiled, though it felt forced. \u201cWhat brings you to the hospital?\u201d<\/p>\n
I barely glanced at her, my resolve hardening. \u201cWe\u2019re not friends anymore. If you don\u2019t have anything else to say, I\u2019m leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, wait!\u201d<\/p>\n
She reached out, grabbing my arm. \u201cDeanna, can you keep investing in Bluewave Studio? We\u2019re about to go under!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2345","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2345","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=2345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}