{"id":2348,"date":"2026-09-28T19:59:00","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-265\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T19:59:00","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:59:00","slug":"marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-265","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-265\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 265"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 266<br \/>\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 266<\/p>\n<p>**Chapter 266: That\u2019s Not My Problem**<\/p>\n<p>**Zelena\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n<p>A sharp jolt of pain lanced through my waist, piercing like a needle and forcing a wince from my lips. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating.<\/p>\n<p>Mason, ever the impatient one, shot me a glance that was both demanding and curious. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d His tone was sharp, like a knife, cutting through my moment of discomfort.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cN-no, it\u2019s nothing,\u201d I stammered, desperately trying to mask my pain with a shaky smile that felt more like a grimace.<\/p>\n<p>It was clear that Mason was irked\u2014his irritation simmered just below the surface. Yet, with Luis present, he seemed to restrain his temper, redirecting his frustration toward me instead.<\/p>\n<p>A sly smirk crept onto Mason\u2019s face, his eyes glinting with mischief. \u201cIf you\u2019re this sensitive, what are you going to do once you\u2019re in my bed tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His words hung in the air, leaving me feeling a wave of humiliation wash over me, rendering me incapable of even pretending to smile.<\/p>\n<p>I dared to steal a glance at Luis, hoping for some sign of distraction. Luckily, he wasn\u2019t looking my way, which offered a momentary relief. Yet, it also ignited a fire of frustration within me.<\/p>\n<p>As the Alphas delved deeper into their discussion, Luis stepped outside to take a call. This was my opening!<\/p>\n<p>With a calculated move, I brushed my fingers lightly across Mason\u2019s chest, feigning innocence. \u201cMr. Davenport, I need to use the restroom.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He let out a snort that was laced with skepticism. \u201cNot trying to run off, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Inside, I was chuckling at the irony, but I kept my smile sweet and inviting. \u201cOf course not. I came here just for you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In reality, I wasn\u2019t fleeing; I was merely shifting my aim to a more enticing target.<\/p>\n<p>When it came to power, who could possibly rival Luis?<\/p>\n<p>Why should I settle for Mason, who was older, married, and decidedly out of shape, when I had the chance to go after Luis himself?<\/p>\n<p>If I managed to sleep with Luis, I could guarantee that Mason would think twice before crossing me again.<\/p>\n<p>Plus, the thought of annoying Deanna thrilled me.<\/p>\n<p>Just the idea sent a thrill of excitement racing through me.<\/p>\n<p>As I slipped out of the suite, I caught sight of Luis wrapping up his call, preparing to leave. My heart raced.<\/p>\n<p>I quickly adjusted my strap, letting it slide off my shoulder to expose more skin, pushing my chest up, hoping to catch his attention.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cEven if you stripped naked in front of me, I wouldn\u2019t care. Next time, make your act a little more convincing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My hands balled into fists, knuckles turning white with anger.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Eaton, what\u2019s so special about Deanna? She\u2019s been cheating on you, and now she\u2019s having some other guy\u2019s child! Aren\u2019t you disgusted? What does she have that I don\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Luis\u2019s expression darkened in an instant, and the pressure radiating from him felt like a tidal wave crashing down on me. My knees nearly buckled under the weight of his fury.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat makes you think you have the right to mention my child?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cW-what?\u201d I froze, my mind going blank.<\/p>\n<p>Deanna was pregnant with Luis\u2019s baby?<\/p>\n<p>Then why was the father\u2019s section blank on the forms?<\/p>\n<p>Had Deanna been setting me up all along, luring me in with those documents?<\/p>\n<p>Luis let out a chilling laugh, his eyes narrowing. \u201cMs. Bond, you must think I\u2019m a pushover. Is that why you keep trying to pull these stunts in front of me?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2348","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2348","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=2348"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}