Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 236

Chapter 236: Chapter 236 False Rescue

"What did you say?" Marcela’s tear-streaked face went white. The words hit her like a physical blow. "Explain this to me."

She shot up from her chair, nearly knocking it over as she rushed toward the young alpha.

"Wasn’t the pack under attack?"

Alpha Wallace looked genuinely confused by her panic. "Yes, but we contained the breach within an hour. It was the remaining Valerium warriors—what was left of them. They launched one final assault on our territory."

His voice carried the calm of someone reporting routine pack business.

"A suicide mission, really. They were vastly outnumbered. No real chance of success."

Alpha Wallace’s words came faster now, animated by the recent victory.

The surviving Valerium warriors had struck without warning. Three to four hundred of them. All focused on a single point of attack—the south gate.

The south gate sat closest to their position. That explained the chaos Marcela had heard so clearly.

The screaming. The clash of weapons. The scent of blood carried on the wind.

"But it’s over now. I had warriors positioned for exactly this scenario. They never anticipated our preparedness." Pride crept into his voice. "This was their death rattle—desperate survivors with nowhere left to run."

The Valerium Kingdom was gone. King Perry had crushed their realm entirely.

These warriors were cornered animals, lashing out in their final moments.

But Marcela was shaking her head violently. "No. No, you don’t understand." Her voice climbed toward hysteria. "The attack was a diversion."

Alpha Wallace’s confident expression cracked. Something cold slithered down his spine.

"Where is the queen?"

The question exploded from him with sudden, terrible urgency. He’d come here expecting to find Phoebe with the healer. Instead, he’d discovered the royal beta’s corpse.

Marcela’s hands trembled as she tried to form words. "Those—those three warriors. They said they had orders. They took her to the safe haven."

Alpha Wallace’s face went stone-cold.

"I never issued evacuation orders. Especially not for the queen." His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. "Moving her would require my explicit command."

The words hung in the air like a death sentence.

"Then where—" Marcela’s voice cracked completely. "WHERE IS SHE?!"

Alpha Wallace was already moving, his mind racing through possibilities, each one worse than the last. He reached out through mindlink to every warrior in his pack.

Check the safe haven. Now.

Search every building.

Find the queen.

The responses came back like hammer blows.

She wasn’t in the safe haven.

She wasn’t anywhere.

Phoebe had vanished.

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Phoebe’s POV

This was wrong. Everything about this felt wrong.

I might not remember every detail about the pack’s safe haven—Alpha Wallace had only briefed me once about its location. But I was certain of one thing.

We were heading in the opposite direction.

Deeper into the forest. Away from safety.

Another detail gnawed at me: we were completely alone. No other pack members fleeing to safety. No families with children. No elderly wolves seeking shelter.

Just me and these three warriors.

I tugged hard on the nearest warrior’s sleeve. "Where exactly are we going?"

"The safe haven," he replied without looking at me. Same flat response he’d given the last three times I’d asked.

I looked up at the darkening sky and smiled grimly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

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