Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Shattered Hope

Phoebe’s POV

Marcela’s words cut through me like ice.

I could see the pain in her eyes, but that didn’t soften the blow. She wasn’t trying to crush my joy—she was trying to save me and Perry from what she saw as inevitable disaster.

"Please, think about it again." Her voice cracked, almost pleading as she begged me to end my pregnancy. The timing was early enough that my health wouldn’t suffer much.

The cruelty of asking an expectant mother to abandon the child she’d longed for wasn’t lost on either of us, but Marcela felt cornered into brutal honesty.

My reaction was exactly what she’d expected. I shot to my feet, arms wrapping protectively around my stomach, glaring at her like she’d drawn a blade.

"Phoebe, please..." Marcela faltered, clearly torn about involving Perry. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him, not with the situation so complicated.

Perry was heading into battle, and this news would shatter his focus. Marcela wasn’t a warrior, but she understood that war left no room for distracted minds—distraction meant death. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Still, she knew she couldn’t convince me alone.

I shook my head, fixing her with a steely stare.

My lips pressed tight, fighting to keep my composure.

"Phoebe, please, you need to understand this."

I grabbed my notebook, scribbling furiously before shoving it toward her. [You told me yourself I’d be fine, that I could carry a child if I followed your care and drank your tonics regularly. I’ve done everything. You said I was healthy!]

Guilt flooded Marcela’s face as she pressed her lips together. "I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have given you false hope, but I couldn’t bear to crush your dreams."

She’d believed I wouldn’t conceive so easily—had convinced herself I might never get pregnant again, clinging to that assumption.

She’d been dead wrong.

Her confession hit me like a physical blow.

"I’m sorry, I don’t think this is viable given your current condition..." Tears threatened to spill from Marcela’s eyes. She knew she’d caused more damage than healing.

[So you never believed I could get pregnant again? That’s what you really thought? That’s why you said all those encouraging things?] My hands shook as I held up the note.

"I’m sorry."

Marcela didn’t deny it outright, but her desperate apology confirmed everything I needed to know. She’d truly believed I’d never carry a baby again.

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