Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Chapter 205 Mercy Despite Pain

Phoebe’s POV

I wasn’t sure if forgiveness could ever find its way into my heart for my father, but seeing his broken state made my chest ache with pain. I wanted his suffering to end, yet I couldn’t bring myself to forgive him so easily.

This resentment felt like armor I wore - if I released it and erased what Cameron had inflicted on me, I’d be betraying the part of myself that had endured so much.

The wounded piece of me that still bled.

Even now, healing remained elusive. I tried pushing those memories away, but they clawed back into my thoughts relentlessly.

’I don’t think going is wise...’ I whispered, setting the book on my lap.

"I agree completely."

Perry’s voice made me jump.

The king approached with casual confidence, and I immediately recognized trouble brewing in his expression.

Visiting Cameron in the dungeon without consulting him first had been reckless. He must have learned about my visit from the guards.

I had given them permission to inform him, after all. Hiding things from Perry wasn’t something I wanted to do.

[Are you angry with me?] I scribbled quickly. [I’m sorry I didn’t discuss visiting him with you first.]

Perry studied me with stern eyes before gently cradling my face. "Anger isn’t what I feel. I simply can’t bear watching you get hurt. And right now, you’re hurting." He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.

A deep sigh escaped me. I loved when Perry showed this tender side, though I also craved the rougher edge he revealed when we were truly alone.

’I’m fine,’ I mouthed, shaking my head.

"Don’t lie to me, Phoebe. I despise dishonesty." He kissed me again, his teeth grazing my lip like a gentle punishment. "Tell me what you need."

’What I need?’ I repeated, puzzled.

"He wounded you again. Do you want him executed?" Perry had only kept Cameron breathing because dealing with him wasn’t worth his time.

Even with spare time, he’d rather spend every moment with his mate than waste it on that man.

He wouldn’t shed a tear if Cameron perished in that cell, though the bastard seemed resilient enough to cling to life.

’No!’ My eyes widened in shock. I don’t want his death.

"Then what? Do you want to make him suffer?"

I grabbed my notes, writing frantically. [Stop suggesting such frightening things.] I gave his arm a light pinch when he continued proposing these terrifying options.

"Alright." Perry closed his eyes in defeat. He wanted to do far worse than frightening things, but his gentle mate opposed it, leaving him no choice.

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