Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350 I’ll Cook

Deanna’s POV:

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Ever since we found out I was pregnant, Luis has kept Puddy at a careful distance. Puddy’s spotless and obedient, sure, but Luis still handed him over to a specialist–just to eliminate every possible risk.

When I brought it up, hesitation flickered across his face.

I knew exactly what he was weighing, so I kept going, “It’s okay. The baby is now over three months old and stable. And Puddy bathes daily and gets regular checkups. He won’t affect me. Plenty of pregnant women have dogs.”

Luis thought for a beat.

Then, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

The second I heard him instruct the staff to bring Puddy to the Mooncrown estate, I looked up at him like a kid at Christmas.

He ended the call and, with an amused look, pinched my nose. “Happy now?”

I nodded like crazy.

I adored Puddy even when I didn’t remember him.

Now that I know he was the pup I rescued … I just wanted to see him right now.

It feels like getting something precious back.

I smiled up at Luis. “Thank you.”

He rose, a faint curve at his lips. “Come on, my luna. Let’s go home.”

I laced my fingers with his and followed him out

Half an hour later, we stepped into the Alpha’s estate.

Eugene–the new butler–hurried over with a few house staff in tow.

He asked respectfully, “Mr. Eaton, would you prefer Sniacian or Western for dinner?”

“No need. I’ll cook. Go prep the ingredients.”

The words barely left Luis’s mouth before Eugene and the others froze, eyes wide.

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Chapter 350 I’ll Cook

Their faces were priceless. I nearly laughed.

I guess

it never crossed their minds that their Alha could handle a stove.

Outside the kitchen, Luis shrugged off his suit jacket and rolled his shirtsleeves.

Corded forearms flexed as he moved with clean efficient motions, breaking down ingredients like he’d been born doing it.

I leaned in the doorway with my arms folded, just watching him.

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Tall and broad–shouldered, narrow through the waist–he radiated that quiet, unshowy polish even from behind.

A man cooking might be the most underrated kind of handsome there is.

Without turning, he spoke with a smile in his voice. “I’m honored you’re staring at me like that.”

Heat flared in my cheeks. I looked away fast.

That was when a bright, breathless bark shot in from the hall.

My heart leapt.

Puddy!

I glanced toward the door just as Puddy barrelled in, dragging poor Eugene behind him like a waterskier. The leash stretched tight, the butler panting like he’d run a marathon.

At this point, I wasn’t sure who was walking whom.

“Alpha, Ms. Deanna–Pu… Puddy… delivered,” Eugene managed between breaths.

The moment Puddy spotted me, his bark went up an octave, full of pure joy.

He was two strides from launching into my arm when Luis somehow appeared at my and flicked his fingers.

“Dumb dog. Stop.”

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Puddy’s four little legs braked hard. He crouched one second before impact, tilting his head up at Luis with the saddest, wettest eyes I’ve ever seen–picture–perfect canine heartbreak.

I crouched and smoothed a hand over his fur. “Hiddy.”

“Woof, woof!”

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