Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Chapter 197 What Must Be Done

Fiona clutched her brother tight while Draven drew his final breaths. The cliff had claimed him during their desperate flight.

Royal warriors pressed close behind, hunting the survivors with ruthless precision, cutting them down without mercy.

The few fighters still loyal to Reginald fought back as they scattered, seeking escape routes.

They’d planned for this moment - knew exactly where to regroup if everything went wrong.

But the rain had turned everything treacherous. Draven lost his footing on the slick rocks and plummeted.

The boy’s skull cracked against stone, and his young healing powers couldn’t match the devastating injuries. His abilities hadn’t matured enough to save him.

"We have to get him to a healer, find someone who can fix this... please," Fiona pleaded with Reginald, but he stayed silent.

Tiara wrapped her arms around the grieving woman. "He’s gone. You have to let him go. We can’t stay here."

"No! I won’t abandon him! He’s my brother - my only family!"

Fiona’s words dissolved into broken sobs. She couldn’t think beyond the pain. All she wanted was to stay with Draven forever. The running, the fighting - she was done with it all.

She wanted it to end.

Tiara wouldn’t allow that surrender, but her next words crushed Fiona even deeper.

"Stop this, Fiona. You have a new family now. Think about yourself and the child you’re carrying."

The child... The baby growing inside her?

Given the choice, Fiona would sacrifice the unborn life for her brother’s without hesitation. The thought consumed her with rage, especially when Allen’s voice cut through her grief.

"Are we leaving or what?! We’ll all be dead if we stay! Get up! Carry the woman if you have to!" He barked orders at Reginald.

"Go to hell!" Fiona snarled at the royal beta. She released Draven’s lifeless form and stormed toward Allen with fury blazing in her eyes.

Before she could reach him, Reginald intercepted her. His arm locked around her throat, cutting off her air supply.

"What are you doing?!" Tiara shrieked as Fiona’s body went slack. "You’re strangling her! You’ll kill her!"

"Relax, Mom. She’s just unconscious. She’ll be fine." Reginald hoisted Fiona’s limp form over his shoulder. "Time to move."

Reginald’s gaze lingered on Draven’s corpse. The boy had felt like a little brother to him - always brought light to their dark world.

But in moments like this, Reginald discovered his attachment wasn’t as deep as he’d believed. He could walk away from the body without a shred of guilt.

"Let’s go," Reginald commanded Allen and his mother.

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Phoebe’s POV

Even though it wasn’t wrong - perfectly normal between mates - I still dreaded the idea of them catching our lingering scent during their war discussions. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

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