{"id":2514,"date":"2026-09-28T20:54:20","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T20:54:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-431\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T20:54:20","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T20:54:20","slug":"marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-431","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/marked-by-the-pureblood-alpha-deanna-and-luis-431\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 431"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 432<br \/>\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 432<\/p>\n<p>Deanna&#8217;s POV:<\/p>\n<p>After leaving the city hall, we headed back to the Zedowood.<\/p>\n<p>Once we stepped through the door, it suddenly hit me that this place didn&#8217;t really feel right for newly bonded mates.<\/p>\n<p>Not to mention that in just a few more months, the pup in my belly would be born.<\/p>\n<p>As a mother, of course I wanted to give my child a good environment and a brand new home that was truly ours.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Do you have any other houses?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Luis raised an eyebrow. &#8220;Where do you want to live?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I thought about it seriously. &#8220;The house should be bigger, close to schools and hospitals, with convenient transportation, and enough room for two live-in servants.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>As I listed out my requirements, I looked up to find Luis staring at me intently with those deep eyes of his.<\/p>\n<p>I touched my face. &#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He let out a low chuckle and reached over to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear. &#8220;You have a certain vibe right now.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I played along. &#8220;What kind of vibe?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The vibe of a wife.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My cheeks instantly flushed, and I shot him an annoyed glare.<\/p>\n<p>Luis grinned smugly, planted a kiss on my cheek, then strolled into the kitchen with a spring in his step.<\/p>\n<p>I sank into the couch, tucked my legs beneath me, and scrolled idly through my phone, occasionally stealing glances at the tall figure bustling around in the kitchen.<\/p>\n<p>He had taken off his suit jacket and wore only his white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned forearms as he skillfully prepared the ingredients. A warm, golden haze from the evening sun surrounded him where he stood by the window.<\/p>\n<p>Honestly, after the registration, our lives didn&#8217;t seem all that different.<\/p>\n<p>After all, we had already been living together for a while and were long familiar with each other&#8217;s presence and habits. But something had definitely changed. There was a deeper, more solid sense of security now. I could proudly declare to the whole world that he was my Alpha mate, and no one could take him from me.<\/p>\n<p>As I scrolled through my phone, a new notification suddenly popped up. It was an update on Luis&#8217;s social media.<\/p>\n<p>Posted half an hour ago.<\/p>\n<p>That little life who had depended on me so much and brought me countless moments of joy was now lying in the pack&#8217;s medical center, in a special care unit, kept alive by life support systems and medication, with no telling when he might wake up.<\/p>\n<p>But at least he was still alive. That miracle had come at the cost of everything I had, even risking harm to myself and my unborn pup.<\/p>\n<p>It was okay to feel sad and to miss him, but I couldn&#8217;t let myself drown in it.<\/p>\n<p>I needed to maintain my strength and keep my energy stable so I could visit Puddy regularly for maintenance treatments, using my healing ability to nurture his damaged life core. Maybe then he would wake up soon.<\/p>\n<p>I took a deep breath, saved the photo Luis had posted, and closed the app.<\/p>\n<p>Then I made a post of my own.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;My Alpha. Here&#8217;s to the future together.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I attached a photo of the bond certificate.<\/p>\n<p>The moment I posted it, my phone exploded with notifications, messages pouring in like a flood.<\/p>\n<p>I glanced at the screen, turned off my phone, got up from the couch, and walked into the kitchen, one step at a time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2514","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2514","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=2514"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}