Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Chapter 235 Deadly Deception

Phoebe’s POV

The warriors escorted me to one of the empty guest rooms in the pack house, carefully placing Elder Tricia on the bed as his blood soaked through the white sheets.

The bullet had to be silver - I was certain of it. They had to extract it immediately so his healing ability could work. If that silver remained lodged inside him, Elder Tricia would die. His supernatural healing couldn’t function with silver poisoning his system.

"Where’s the healer? Find Marcela!" I demanded.

I’d already sent them to fetch the healer, and one warrior had rushed out to bring Marcela back. But he was taking forever - or maybe panic was warping my sense of time, making everything feel both sluggish and lightning-fast.

Time became meaningless until I finally saw Marcela enter the room with the warrior who’d gone to get her. Relief flooded through me.

"It’s alright, let me examine him," Marcela said, trying to steady my frantic gesturing toward Elder Tricia.

She immediately dropped to her knees beside the bed and began checking his condition, while the chaos outside grew louder.

"We have to go - the enemies have breached the building!" one warrior announced urgently.

"What do you mean they’re inside? Isn’t your alpha handling this?" Marcela snapped, clearly struggling to focus.

"The alpha’s leading our fighters against the intruders, but we’re outnumbered!"

Marcela looked stunned. "Impossible. There can’t be that many of them." She knew exactly how many Valerium warriors had crossed our borders. Alpha Wallace had reported that half the enemy force was already eliminated.

So how could this pack be overrun?

But the three warriors looked genuinely panicked, responding to urgent mindlink messages from their packmates.

"We need to evacuate immediately!" one insisted. "The enemies are closing in. We must get the queen to safety!"

Their agitation was infectious as they pressed me to move.

"My queen, we’ll take you somewhere secure, but we have to leave now."

I shook my head firmly. I wouldn’t abandon Marcela and Elder Tricia, who was barely breathing.

"Phoebe, you have to go," Marcela urged. "Leave now. They’re after you specifically, and if they capture you, it’s over. They’ll have exactly what they want. You need to get out before that happens."

I hesitated, but Marcela wouldn’t relent.

"You’re helping us by leaving - you’re their target. I’ll stay with Elder Tricia; he can’t be moved in this state." She squeezed my hand reassuringly. "Go."

I had no choice. I followed the three warriors as they led me toward the safe zone.