Chapter 310
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 310<\/p>\n
**Chapter 310: Awakening**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
As I stepped back into the familiar confines of my office, a wave of anxiety washed over me. Without a moment\u2019s hesitation, I dialed Mom\u2019s number.<\/p>\n
The phone rang incessantly, each tone echoing in my chest, squeezing the air from my lungs. Just when I thought I might suffocate under the weight of silence, I heard her voice on the other end, sounding distant and disoriented.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, are you okay?\u201d My voice trembled, laced with worry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2026 why am I at the riverbank?\u201d she mumbled, her words slurred as if she had just awakened from a deep slumber.<\/p>\n
Images flashed through my mind, the video I had received earlier replaying like a haunting reel. The first clip showed Mom, unconscious, slumped in the driver\u2019s seat of a car parked perilously close to the roaring Matrona River, its currents powerful enough to sweep anything away. The second clip was a jarring contrast: Violet, suspended in the air, clinging desperately to a wire harness.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, right,\u201d Mom continued, her voice gradually gaining clarity. \u201cI was heading to the press conference to support you, but the driver\u2026 he took a wrong turn. I remember thinking about what I wanted to say, but then everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I was here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her tone shifted, anxiety creeping in. \u201cIs the press conference over? Did you tell everyone that Luis is your boyfriend? Do they know you were framed?\u201d<\/p>\n
A lump formed in my throat, threatening to choke me. I had planned to reveal everything, but the moment had slipped through my fingers like sand. I was too emotionally drained to even fabricate a reassuring lie.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid someone use me to threaten you?\u201d she asked, her voice rising in alarm. \u201cWas it that old witch from Mooncrown Pack? I\u2019m going to find her right now!\u201d<\/p>\n
Tears began to spill down my cheeks, my body trembling with the weight of it all. \u201cMom\u2026 please, just go home. That\u2019s the best thing you can do for me right now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, okay. I\u2019ll go back. I promise I won\u2019t cause any trouble for you. Deanna, please don\u2019t cry.\u201d<\/p>\n
After hanging up, I felt a surge of desperation and immediately dialed Violet\u2019s number.<\/p>\n
Her manager answered, the urgency in his voice palpable. \u201cDeanna?\u201d<\/p>\n
I sniffed, trying to steady myself. \u201cIs Violet okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you know something happened? She fell during a wire stunt earlier. This crew is unbelievable! If the staff hadn\u2019t reacted quickly, her leg could have been broken.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief washed over me, but I needed to know more. \u201cHow is she now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s fine. Thanks to the crew\u2019s quick thinking, she\u2019s just resting now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you fully harness your healing ability, you\u2019ll become one of the most sought-after beings in the entire werewolf continent!\u201d Mila declared, pride radiating from her words.<\/p>\n
I absorbed her revelation slowly, rubbing my palms together in disbelief. Transitioning from an ordinary Omega to a rare Healer felt surreal, almost overwhelming.<\/p>\n
But the warmth in my fingertips was a tangible reminder that this was no fleeting dream.<\/p>\n
Taking a deep breath, I felt the tears in my eyes recede, replaced by a newfound resolve that surged within me.<\/p>\n
With this awakening of my healing abilities, I finally had a weapon in my arsenal.<\/p>\n
I was no longer a helpless prey.<\/p>\n
I could protect those I loved.<\/p>\n
Just then, a sharp knock interrupted my thoughts, and Malcolm burst into the office, his steps brisk and urgent.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, what just happened?\u201d he demanded, concern etched across his face.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2392","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2392","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=2392"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}