{"id":2394,"date":"2026-09-28T20:14:20","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T20:14:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-311\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T20:14:20","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T20:14:20","slug":"marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-311","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-311\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 311"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 312<br \/>\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 312<\/p>\n<p>**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**<br \/>\n**Chapter 312: Luis\u2019s Return**<\/p>\n<p>Zelena stepped once more into the imposing estate, a true monument to absolute authority, and this time, a newfound confidence coursed through her veins. The air was thick with the weight of expectations, yet she found herself less apprehensive than during her previous visit.<\/p>\n<p>With a graceful motion, she advanced and offered a respectful bow. \u201cGood afternoon, Mrs. Eaton.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ruth\u2019s gaze met hers, and a faint smile crept onto her lips. \u201cYou handled things well,\u201d she remarked, her tone carrying an air of approval.<\/p>\n<p>Zelena\u2019s eyes flickered towards Alina, who stood nearby, her expression unreadable.<\/p>\n<p>Understanding the unspoken cue, Alina promptly retrieved two large, glossy black cases from a nearby table. With a practiced ease, she placed them down with a soft thud that echoed in the spacious room.<\/p>\n<p>As the cases were unlatched, the sight that greeted them was both breathtaking and exhilarating\u2014stacks upon stacks of cash, neatly organized and brimming with promise.<\/p>\n<p>A satisfied grin spread across Zelena\u2019s lips, her heart racing at the sheer magnitude of wealth before her.<\/p>\n<p>Ruth, setting her coffee cup down with deliberate care, stated matter-of-factly, \u201cThere\u2019s 50 million in cash here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThank you, Mrs. Eaton,\u201d Zelena replied, her voice steady despite the whirlwind of thoughts racing through her mind.<\/p>\n<p>A glimmer of calculation danced behind her eyes as she seized the moment. \u201cSince you believe I performed well, would you be interested in collaborating with me again?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ruth\u2019s eyebrow arched in skepticism, her expression shifting subtly.<\/p>\n<p>Zelena felt a surge of ambition, her heart pounding with a mix of greed and desire. \u201cMrs. Eaton, I truly have feelings for Mr. Eaton. If you would permit me, I would like to remain by his side. I promise to be loyal to you and fulfill any requests you have.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>But before she could finish, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, Alina slammed the lid of one case shut with a resounding bang.<\/p>\n<p>Zelena jumped, her heart leaping into her throat as she turned to Ruth, confusion etched across her features.<\/p>\n<p>Ruth\u2019s voice sliced through the tension, sharp and unforgiving. A wave of ancient dominance washed over Zelena, a force so palpable it felt as if it could bend her will to the ground.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat do you think you are doing, daring to bargain with me like that?\u201d Ruth\u2019s voice was frigid, laced with a contempt that dripped from her words like venom.<\/p>\n<p>Zelena\u2019s body tensed involuntarily, the weight of Ruth\u2019s presence pressing down on her.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Eaton, I don\u2019t need a title\u2014\u201d she began, but Ruth cut her off with a cold, mocking laugh.<\/p>\n<p>Aaron hesitated, worry etched into his features. \u201cBut you were struck by silver bullets. Your wounds require immediate attention.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Their recent trip to Aestria, Euron, had been fraught with danger, a business venture gone awry as they confronted a traitor within the Mooncrown Pack\u2019s branch office.<\/p>\n<p>On the very first night, Grant had ambushed them, springing a well-laid trap that forced them to the rooftop of a factory, cornered with no avenue for escape. It was in that moment of desperation that Luis lost control.<\/p>\n<p>Under the haunting glow of the moonlight, he transformed into a colossal, lethal wolf, a creature of raw power that eclipsed his usual might. It was this sudden surge of strength that carved out a path to freedom and afforded them precious moments until backup could arrive.<\/p>\n<p>Had it not been for that transformation, they would have perished in the chaos.<\/p>\n<p>Still, Grant held dominion over the territory in Euron, and his forces were numerous and relentless. Despite Luis\u2019s augmented strength during his loss of control, he had emerged from the encounter bearing several knife wounds and painful grazes from the silver bullets.<\/p>\n<p>Luis had spent an entire day and night unconscious in the hospital, his body battered and weary. When he finally regained consciousness and learned of the turmoil surrounding the Mistbane Pack, a fierce determination ignited within him. He forced himself from the hospital bed, boarded a long-haul flight that spanned more than ten grueling hours, and hastened back to Nordvale.<\/p>\n<p>There was no time to address the chaos that Grant had left in his wake.<\/p>\n<p>As he stood there, his face pale and drawn, his voice held a steely resolve that left no room for dissent. \u201cDo my words mean nothing now?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Aaron stiffened at the intensity of Luis\u2019s gaze. \u201cSorry. I\u2019ll check immediately,\u201d he replied, urgency infusing his tone as he scrambled to comply.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2394","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2394","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=2394"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}