Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Too Clever

Chapter 247 Too Clever

Ruth’s POV:

After Kathryn left, the eyes I’d planted around Deanna drifted back in to report.

“Mrs. Eaton, he’s here.”

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Alina led a man in a black hoodie, shoulders hunched, brim pulled so low I could only see the line of his jaw. The air around him carried a Gamma’s bite.

“Talk.” I rapped my knuckles once on the armrest.

He stepped closer and murmured in my ear. I froze.

“What? Pregnant?

“Well, that explains why that woman came begging me just now–turns out Deanna’s carrying.”

Alina glanced at me. “What’s your plan, Mrs. Eaton? Are we … letting her and the Alpha make it official?”

“With a single pup, she thinks she can waltz in as Luna of the Mooncrown Pack?” I sneered. “Dream on.”

Alina ventured, “But … it is an Alpha’s blood. We’ve … always hoped-”

“Stop.” I cut her off and shot her a look. “We don’t even know if that

pup

is my Sweetheart’s.”

“Then… what do you want done?”

I thought for a long moment.

“Deanna is clever too clever. She took my shares on one hand, promised to quit Luis, and on the other hand, got herself pregnant on purpose. A woman that calculating doesn’t get to stay.

“But since she’s already pregnant, we let her carry. If it is Mooncrown blood, we take the child. Cleanly.”

Alina dipped her head. “Understood.”

Deanna’s POV:

After Malcolm introduced me to the expert Silas last time, we’d kept in touch.

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Chapter 247 Too Clever

He knows I took the helm at Mistbane Group not long ago and have a lot to learn.

Whenever there’s a worthwhile business exchange, he makes sure I can sit in.

I had a window today, so I went with him to a management forum.

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A talk had just wrapped when Malcolm pressed a warm paper cup

“Thanks.”

I took a sip.

“Plenty of real–world playbooks today. Those are useful things.”

He chuckled. “Not many Omegas grind like you.”

I tilted my head. “Oh? And what should an Omega be like?”

“Female Omegas are … at both ends.”

into

my

hand. “Hydrate.”

softer. You should be cherished by your Alphas, not burning the candle

I forced a smile. “There’s not much choice. Can’t let Mistbane’s malls collapse on my watch.”

“You try too hard.”

We reached the buffet.

Malcolm, being thoughtful, cut a small slice of mango mousse for me–golden fruit under whipped cream, sweet enough to set your teeth on edge.

I lifted the fork, and a wave of nausea punched up out of nowhere.

He noticed. “Not your dessert?”

I waved it off. “No, the air in here’s a little stale.”

“How about some fresh air? I’ll walk you.”

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