Chapter 277
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 277<\/p>\n
**Chapter 277: The Doorbell That Saved Her**<\/p>\n
**Mason\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
As I stepped into the hotel room, an unsettling sight greeted me. There she lay, unconscious, sprawled across the bed like a delicate piece of art.<\/p>\n
Her blouse, a striking blue and white combination, clung to her curves, while a sleek gray pencil skirt accentuated her figure in a way that was undeniably captivating. The contrast of her pale skin against the vibrant colors of her attire was mesmerizing, and her tousled hair framed her face like a halo of chaos. Those lips\u2014crimson and inviting\u2014seemed to beckon me closer, almost daring me to cross a line I knew I shouldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
With each step I took toward her, the intoxicating scent of an Omega enveloped me, sweet and innocent, radiating from her like a siren\u2019s call. It was far more alluring than anything I had ever encountered, even more so than Zelena\u2019s perfumed presence.<\/p>\n
My gaze roamed over her, almost ravenously, igniting a primal instinct within me. Desire surged through my veins, and I could feel the heat rising in my core.<\/p>\n
In a moment of reckless abandon, I slapped Zelena\u2019s behind.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re one sick bitch! Setting up your own friend like this. But I have to admit, I like it,\u201d I said, a smirk playing on my lips.<\/p>\n
Zelena turned to me, her smile dripping with insincerity. \u201cMr. Davenport, I\u2019m doing this for you. Why the harsh words? After tonight, you\u2019ll have had your way with Mr. Eaton\u2019s woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
I reached into my wallet, pulled out a credit card, and shoved it into the generous cleavage of her blouse.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet lost. Don\u2019t spoil my fun,\u201d I commanded, watching as she took the card, her eyes gleaming with mischief, before she slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.<\/p>\n
I stood there, a predatory grin stretching across my face, savoring the moment.<\/p>\n
With deliberate slowness, I began to unbutton my shirt, each button releasing a rush of excitement as the fabric fell away, pooling on the floor. My fingers deftly removed my black leather belt, the sound of the buckle clicking echoing in the charged air.<\/p>\n
As I slid the belt free, my heart raced with anticipation. The thought of being with Luis\u2019s ex-girlfriend, a woman who had once been entwined with a high-and-mighty pure-blood Alpha, sent a thrill coursing through me.<\/p>\n
I climbed onto the bed, breathing heavily, envisioning the moment I would bind Deanna\u2019s hands with the belt.<\/p>\n
But just as I was about to act, the doorbell rang, its insistent ding-dong slicing through the tension in the room.<\/p>\n
He ignored my protests, his attention fixated on the woman lying on the bed. In an instant, he turned, his fist flying toward me with a speed I hadn\u2019t anticipated.<\/p>\n
\u201cScumbag!\u201d he shouted, and his punch connected, sending me reeling back several steps.<\/p>\n
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my finger, my sneer icy and defiant. \u201cMalcolm, you really think I\u2019m afraid of you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Malcolm\u2019s eyes blazed with fury, and he pointed an accusatory finger at Deanna on the bed. \u201cHer. You don\u2019t touch her!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHah!\u201d I scoffed, the sound filled with mockery. \u201cSo you\u2019ve got your sights set on this Omega too, huh? If you wanted a turn, you could\u2019ve just asked. I\u2019d be happy to send her to your room when I\u2019m done.\u201d<\/p>\n
Malcolm advanced, his fist raised again, but I lifted my chin defiantly, ready to face him. \u201cMalcolm, you\u2019d better think this through. If that punch lands, you can kiss the Grisclaw Pack\u2019s reputation goodbye!\u201d<\/p>\n
The atmosphere crackled with tension, both of us unwilling to back down, each waiting for the other to make the next move.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2359","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2359","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=2359"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}