Chapter 274
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 274<\/p>\n
**Chapter 274: Lunar Herbs and a Mother\u2019s Approval**<\/p>\n
**Zelena\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
In the last few days, I found myself entangled in a web of frustration, desperately trying to devise a plan that would lead to a meeting with Deanna. The clock ticked relentlessly, and every moment felt like an eternity.<\/p>\n
Deanna had blocked me on every platform, a digital fortress that I couldn\u2019t breach, no matter how hard I tried to play the role of the good guy. My messages went unanswered, my attempts at reaching out were met with silence.<\/p>\n
With no other options left, I took to shadowing her, hoping to glean insight into her daily routine. I crouched low in the shadows outside Luminara Restaurant, my heart racing as I watched her from a distance. The sight of her with another man twisted a dagger of jealousy deep within me, coiling around my heart like a venomous serpent.<\/p>\n
Perfect. Just perfect, Deanna. You\u2019re really something! Hooking up with another Alpha so soon after everything we\u2019ve been through!<\/p>\n
Why do you have to be so damn popular?<\/p>\n
Once I manage to deliver you to Mason\u2019s bed and let that old bastard have his way with you, let\u2019s see how desirable you still are to these Alphas.<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
The car glided smoothly along the winding roads, and soon enough, the familiar silhouette of the Mistbane Pack\u2019s main house came into view. A wave of nostalgia washed over me, mixed with a hint of anxiety.<\/p>\n
As I opened the car door, I noticed Kathryn, my mother, arriving home at the same time.<\/p>\n
Malcolm stepped out of the vehicle, his demeanor polite and composed. \u201cMrs. Wiley, hello,\u201d he greeted her with a charming smile.<\/p>\n
Kathryn paused, setting her purse down as she scrutinized him with curiosity. \u201cAnd you are?\u201d she inquired, her tone laced with intrigue.<\/p>\n
I quickly interjected, stepping forward to bridge the gap. \u201cMom, this is Malcolm Faulkner. I asked him to help recommend some professional managers tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
In a surprising move, Malcolm walked around to the trunk of the car and retrieved a beautifully wrapped gift box, its elegance catching the soft glow of the evening light.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Wiley, I didn\u2019t anticipate the pleasure of meeting you today, so I didn\u2019t bring anything extravagant. This is just a small token of appreciation,\u201d he said, extending the box toward her.<\/p>\n
As the rich, medicinal fragrance wafted from the box, I felt a jolt of surprise.<\/p>\n
This was hardly a \u201csmall token.\u201d These were lunar herbs\u2014extraordinarily beneficial for werewolves! They were a rare treasure throughout Nordvale!<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, what are you talking about?\u201d I shot back, feeling a flush of embarrassment rise to my cheeks.<\/p>\n
Kathryn continued, undeterred. \u201cMy instincts are rarely wrong. Malcolm seems refined and cultured, with an excellent presence. Besides, the Grisclaw Pack is known for its progressive attitudes. I doubt he would concern himself with your background or status. If he truly likes you, I think you should give it a shot.\u201d<\/p>\n
With every word she spoke, discomfort pooled in my stomach, a heavy weight pressing down on me.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop. Malcolm and I aren\u2019t what you think. I don\u2019t like him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does liking someone even matter? You liked Jale at first, then got tangled up with Luis, but neither of those men were good for you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
The moment that last word slipped from her lips, Kathryn clapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in realization.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, I\u2019m sorry. I spoke out of turn. I just don\u2019t want you to struggle so much.\u201d<\/p>\n
I lowered my gaze, my voice softening. \u201cMom, please don\u2019t say things like that anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2356","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2356","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=2356"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}