{"id":2350,"date":"2026-09-28T19:59:40","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:59:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-267\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T19:59:40","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T19:59:40","slug":"marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-267","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-267\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 267"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 268<br \/>\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 268<\/p>\n<p>**Chapter 268: Do I Have to Repeat Myself?**<\/p>\n<p>**Zelena\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n<p>My heart raced as I felt the weight of the moment crash down on me. I instinctively wrapped my arms around my body, a futile attempt to shield myself from the tempest that was Mason. Desperation laced my voice as I pleaded, \u201cPlease\u2026 I\u2019m not ready yet.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Mason\u2019s smirk widened, his eyes glinting with a predatory gleam. \u201cYou mentioned Mr. Eaton had his eye on you. Just imagine it\u2014his woman is right here, in my bed. The thought alone is exhilarating.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In that instant, he pressed his body against mine, invading my space with an unsettling proximity. The foul scent of his breath hit me like a slap, and an overwhelming wave of revulsion washed over me. I instinctively pushed him away, my voice trembling, \u201cMr. Davenport, don\u2019t rush\u2026 Let\u2019s just take it slow.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His hands, rough and clammy, roamed across my skin, each touch igniting a fire of panic within me. The hunger in his eyes was palpable, a dark hunger that made my skin crawl. \u201cLet\u2019s try something fun,\u201d he suggested, a sinister smile curling his lips.<\/p>\n<p>What is he planning?<\/p>\n<p>Panic surged through me, a tidal wave of dread at the prospect of what he might do next.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, Mason stood up, and in a swift, chilling motion, he pulled his belt from his pants.<\/p>\n<p>Fear gripped me like icy fingers. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I scooted further away, desperately seeking an escape from the horror unfolding before me.<\/p>\n<p>When it was over, I lay there, sprawled on the bed, my body feeling like a heavy weight that I could barely move. The sticky sensation that clung to my skin made me feel utterly violated, and the burning ache in my back was a constant reminder of the torment I had just endured. Each movement sent fresh waves of pain through my wounds.<\/p>\n<p>Silent tears fell as I gritted my teeth, a storm of hatred boiling within me.<\/p>\n<p>This man is a monster.<\/p>\n<p>I refuse to let him ruin me like this.<\/p>\n<p>No. Absolutely not.<\/p>\n<p>With a surge of determination, I threw on a bathrobe, forcing myself out of bed despite the pain radiating through my body.<\/p>\n<p>Mason was sprawled on the couch, his legs crossed casually, smoke curling from his cigarette as he scrolled through images of women on his phone.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Davenport, I understand you want to get back at Luis, but surely, just using me for your amusement can\u2019t be all that thrilling,\u201d I said, trying to keep my voice steady.<\/p>\n<p>He lifted his gaze, blowing out a lazy ring of smoke. \u201cOh? Got a better idea? I\u2019m all ears.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>You arrogant jerk. I cursed him silently but managed to maintain a facade of a smile.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat if you got your hands on Mr. Eaton\u2019s ex? Wouldn\u2019t that be even more satisfying? She\u2019s even prettier than I am.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His interest piqued, Mason raised an eyebrow. \u201cHis ex?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ring\u2026 ring\u2026 ring\u2026<\/p>\n<p>The line was busy, a frustrating reminder of my growing distance from Deanna.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn\u2019t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all.<\/p>\n<p>Unbelievable. Deanna actually blocked me.<\/p>\n<p>I tapped my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, then decided to call Aaron instead.<\/p>\n<p>He picked up promptly, his tone respectful. \u201cAlpha, what can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCall Deanna,\u201d I instructed, my tone clipped.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHuh?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo I have to repeat myself?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUnderstood, Alpha. I\u2019ll handle it right away.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2350","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2350","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=2350"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}