Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 195

**The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**
**Chapter 195: The Call That Changed Everything**

**Deanna’s POV:**

The chilling, monotonous beeping from the phone stretched each second into an eternity. It felt as if time itself was mocking me, each beep echoing my rising anxiety. My heart was lodged somewhere in my throat, a heavy weight that refused to budge. Deep down, my werewolf instincts were screaming, a primal warning that something ominous was looming just beyond my grasp.

At last, the call connected, and a voice broke through the oppressive silence. “Hello, this is Alpha’s assistant, Aaron.”

I blinked, momentarily thrown off balance. “Is Luis there?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.

“Alpha is currently in a meeting. If there’s anything urgent, I can relay the message,” Aaron replied, his tone professional yet devoid of warmth.

I cast my gaze downward, the weight of my thoughts pressing heavily on my shoulders. “Then when he’s finished, have him call me back.”

With that, I hung up, the click of the phone feeling like a finality I wasn’t ready to face.

Alone in my home, I sank into the couch, curling up as if to shield myself from the world outside. For the first time, Crestwood Park felt vast, an empty expanse that echoed my loneliness. The silence wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket, making my skin crawl with unease.

In a desperate attempt to fill the void, I grabbed the remote, flicking on the television and cranking up the volume, hoping to drown out the oppressive quiet. The news anchor’s voice cut through the air, drawing my attention.

“Recently, a fire broke out at Mooncrown Pack’s energy-refining plant in Euron,” the newscaster reported with a grim expression. “Mooncrown Corporation’s stock has plummeted, erasing over 60 billion dollars in market value. Reporters are gathered outside the headquarters, awaiting Alpha Eaton’s response and trying to ascertain whether the fire was an unfortunate accident or a result of inter-pack conflict.”

I bit my lip, the realization hitting me like a punch to the gut. Even from the outside, I understood the magnitude of this disaster for the Mooncrown Pack. My heart ached for them, even as I felt a gnawing sense of helplessness.

Just then, my phone rang, jolting me from my thoughts. I snatched it up, my heart racing.

“Deanna.”

“Luis.”

His voice was low and languid, a familiar sound that usually brought me comfort. Yet today, beneath that casual tone, I could sense an undercurrent of fatigue that tugged at my heartstrings.

“Why’d you call all of a sudden? What’s wrong?” he asked, his concern palpable even through the phone.

Hearing him made something sharp and painful throb in my chest. I sniffed, fighting to keep my emotions in check.

“I just saw the news. How’s your company holding up?” I managed to ask, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.

Luis responded with a calmness that surprised me. “We’re handling it. I just have to fly to Euron for a quick trip.”

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