Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 270

**Chapter 270: I’ve Got My Eye On Someone**

**Deanna’s POV:**

The moment that name echoed in the air, a jolt of panic coursed through me, freezing me in place.

“Deanna.”

I instinctively turned, my heart racing as I caught a glimpse of someone emerging from the villa—was it Kathryn? The sight sent me into a whirlwind of anxiety. I couldn’t let her see me here, not like this. In a flurry of urgency, I yanked off my blazer and thrust it into Luis’s hands.

“I need to go back now,” I insisted, my voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re leaving already?” he asked, a hint of disappointment lacing his tone.

“My mom is calling me.” My gaze flicked nervously to the villa, dread pooling in my stomach at the thought of Kathryn spotting me lingering here.

Luis looked down at me, his expression a mixture of hurt and confusion. “Before you go back, let me out of the doghouse first. Unblock me.”

I was taken aback, rendered speechless by his plea.

“You’re more resourceful than I thought. Even without my number, you still managed to get me out tonight,” he continued, stepping closer, his fingers brushing against my wrist in a way that sent shivers up my spine.

“I can’t always ask Aaron to pass on messages every time I need to find you. That’s just not right,” he said, his voice low and earnest.

Just as he finished speaking, I noticed Kathryn stepping out of the villa, her eyes scanning the garden. My heart raced, and I instinctively pulled my hand away from Luis’s grasp.

“Luis, whatever your reasons for wanting to marry me, they don’t matter right now. What matters is that I can’t be part of your Mooncrown Pack anymore,” I declared, my voice trembling as I turned away, hastening back toward the villa, my heart pounding as if I were fleeing from something terrifying.

Inside, I nearly stumbled into the living room, my breath coming in quick bursts as I tried to compose myself.

Kathryn’s gaze was sharp as she looked past me toward the door. “Why are you out so late?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.

I fidgeted with my shawl, avoiding her gaze. “The moon looks nice tonight, so I went for a walk,” I replied, my voice lacking conviction.

She didn’t press further, but her next words sent a chill through me. “I just talked to your aunt on the phone. In two or three months, we’ll be moving over there for good, so I asked her to help us find a place first.”

I kept my eyes downcast, the weight of her words settling heavily on my shoulders.

“Deanna, what’s going on with you?” Kathryn asked, her tone softening slightly.

I wrapped my shawl tighter around myself, summoning the courage to ask a question that had been gnawing at me. “Mom, if a man wants to marry a woman while she’s pregnant, is it because he loves her or just because of the baby?”

Kathryn’s expression darkened. “From what I know about men, he’s doing it for the baby.”

“Mom,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, “you’ve been through this. Men can be sweet talkers at first, but after marriage, they change. Just look at Philip—he’s a classic case.”

I could only muster a faint acknowledgment, “Mhm,” as a heaviness settled in my chest, the reality of her words weighing me down.

“Since you’ve made up your mind, hurry up and finish things with Mistbane Group, so we can leave sooner,” she urged, her voice firm.

“Okay, Mom,” I replied, my heart sinking further.

**Luis’s POV:**

The moment he said her name, a protective instinct flared within me, and I shot him a glare that could cut glass.

Erik chuckled nervously, sensing my tension. “Relax, I wasn’t finished. I meant Deanna’s friend, Violet.”

“That little actress?” I scoffed, dismissing the thought.

“What do you mean by that little actress?” Erik snapped, his tone defensive. “She’s a star! And a gorgeous one at that.”

I lost interest in the conversation and returned to my drink, but then a thought struck me, freezing me in place. You’d better not go after her.

“Why not?” he challenged, clearly confused.

“Since when do you care who I’m dating?” I retorted, the weight of my own feelings crashing down on me.

**Conclusion**

As Deanna’s hurried footsteps faded into the night, an unresolved tension lingered in the air, thick and palpable. The confrontation with Luis had unearthed layers of emotions she had long buried, exposing fears and insecurities that clawed at her heart. Her mother’s words echoed ominously in her mind, casting shadows over her spirit. Deanna wrestled with the unsettling idea that love could be entwined with obligation, and as she stood on the brink of a life-altering decision, the familiar sting of uncertainty washed over her. The thought of severing ties with the Mooncrown Pack—a world she had known for so long—felt both liberating and terrifying. Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker of hope ignited within her, a yearning for a future that could be hers alone, free from the expectations that had long dictated her life.

On the flip side of this emotional turmoil, Luis grappled with his own demons. Watching Deanna retreat into the villa, he felt a tumultuous mix of longing and frustration. The revelation that Erik had his sights set on someone, even if it wasn’t Deanna, stirred a primal protectiveness within him. It was a stark reminder of the precarious balance between desire and duty he had been navigating. As he sat in the dim glow of the lounge, drowning his thoughts in whiskey, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was losing something precious. The night was thick with unsaid words and unfulfilled promises, and while Deanna sought to escape her past, Luis found himself tethered to it, caught between the heart he buried for her and a future that seemed to slip further away with each passing moment.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

In the forthcoming chapter, readers can anticipate an escalation of tension as Deanna wrestles with her feelings for Luis and the implications of her mother’s impending move. With the pressure mounting to sever ties with the Mooncrown Pack, Deanna finds herself standing at a crossroads. Will she confront her emotions head-on, or will she retreat further into her shell, leaving Luis in the dark about her true feelings? The stakes are high, and the choices she makes could irrevocably alter the course of her life.

Meanwhile, Luis faces his own internal conflict. The revelation of Erik’s interest in Violet adds a layer of complexity to the already tangled dynamics between the characters. As jealousy and fear of losing Deanna to someone else gnaw at him, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, wondering how he will respond. Will he rise to the occasion and fight for Deanna, or will he allow her to slip away while he drowns his sorrows in whiskey? The tension between love, loyalty, and ambition is palpable, setting the stage for a dramatic confrontation that could redefine their relationships. Prepare for a chapter filled with emotional turmoil, unexpected revelations, and the haunting question of what love truly means.