Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 A Lesson in Manners

Third–person POV:

The cocktail glass tilted slowly, and the liquid inside was about to spill.

Suddenly, a hand shot out and seized Jennifer’s wrist in a vise grip.

Jennifer looked up to find Deanna standing before her, her expression cold as ice.

In the next instant, Deanna shoved her away.

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grasp and

Jennifer stumbled backward. Before she could react, the cocktail flew from her splashed all over her. Yellow stains now streaked across the skirt of her blue gown, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.

Fury blazed in Jennifer’s eyes as she shrieked, “I’m disciplining a servant from my own pack! Who the hell do you think you are to interfere?”

Deanna helped Maggie to her feet. “The 1.2 million dollar dress. I’ll pay for it on her behalf.”

“Ha!”

Jennifer let out a mocking laugh dripping with scorn and contempt.

“Everyone knows you’re just some Omega who latched onto Mr. Eaton for his money. I refuse to accept dirty cash from a homewrecker like you!”

The words were brutally blunt.

Members of other packs who overheard began casting contemptuous glances at Deanna, whispering among themselves.

The woman who had handed Deanna a glass of water earlier was also present. Seeing how things were escalating, she quietly backed away to find help.

Unlike these others, she wasn’t about to let jealousy cloud her judgment.

Some of these women talked behind Deanna’s back, insisting she wasn’t worthy of Luis, fawned over her to her face.

yet

Seeing Deanna’s silent composure, Jennifer grew even more smug.

“A shameless woman like you only knows how to seduce high–ranking Alphas and use a pup to secure your position. You’d better watch that thing in your belly. With a scheming mother like you, who knows what kind of monster that child will turn out to be…”

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Smack!

The sharp slap stunned everyone in the room.

A flash of cold fury passed through Deanna’s eyes as she swung her hand with every ounce of strength she had.

She would not tolerate anyone speaking ill of her baby!

A red handprint bloomed instantly across Jennifer’s cheek, and for a moment, she was too stunned to react, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. “You dare to hit me?”

Smack!

Deanna’s backhand connected just as hard.

“You have zero class, trash–talking a guest at your own family’s event. I’m doing your grandfather a favor by teaching you some manners before you embarrass him any further!”

The two slaps left Jennifer’s face swollen and burning. She clutched her throbbing cheek, her voice dripping with venom. “What are you all standing around for? Hold her down! I’m going to tear that seductive face right off her!”

Everyone around them was shocked, still processing what had just happened.

Everyone knew Jennifer was the pampered little princess of Bluestone Pack.

Even at gatherings of werewolf high society, she always claimed center stage.

And now she’d been slapped.

At her own pack’s event, no less!

Hearing Jennifer’s command, the socialites considered stepping forward, but the thought of

Luis looming behind Deanna gave them pause. They exchanged uncertaint

willing to make the first move.

glances, none

Jennifer’s eyes locked onto Deanna with murderous hatred, as if she wanted nothing more than to shift into wolf form and rip out her throat.

“Shelby! Amya! Move it!”

At Jennifer’s command, Shelby and Amya exchanged a look, then moved to flank Deanna, ready to restrain her arms.

Maggie immediately stepped in front of Deanna blocking their path before they could get

closer.

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