Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272: Chapter 272 Tending the Pack

Phoebe’s POV

With Perry’s blessing, I found it much simpler to navigate the pack and manage everything that needed attention.

I began by relocating all the women who had been living outside the main pack house back to the omega quarters.

Since there were so many of them, along with their children, I decided to expand into the north wing of the house to accommodate everyone properly.

"Is this acceptable, my queen?" Wade questioned when I’d given orders for all the women to return to the omega quarters. "Does the king approve of this?" The young warrior’s expression showed clear concern.

Samuel stepped in before I could respond. "You think there’d be an issue with this? You never catch on, do you?"

Wade pressed his lips together and followed Samuel to assist the other women in moving to the omega quarters, abandoning their makeshift huts.

Watching the two of them bicker brought a smile to my face. I cared for both of them, though I wished Justin could be here too—he always managed to keep Samuel grounded and served as an excellent guide for Wade.

I shook off those thoughts. I’d lose myself completely if I kept dwelling on what-ifs.

Right now, every available warrior was helping with the relocation while the women packed their belongings, eager to move into proper shelter that wouldn’t flood during storms or become unbearably hot in the afternoon sun.

They kept stealing glances at me but seemed too intimidated to come closer, unable to process that their queen actually cared about their welfare. After enduring so much hardship, accepting such kindness felt impossible for them.

Jude approached me hesitantly, stammering her gratitude for saving her daughter’s life.

"She’s doing well now." Jude’s face glowed as she shared the update.

"That’s wonderful news. Could I see her?" I’d planned to visit Jude later, but since she was here now, I decided to go immediately.

"Of course, my queen." Jude eagerly led me to show Harlow’s progress in their hut.

Their dwelling sat deep in the forest, so the warriors hadn’t reached them yet.

"Hello, Harlow," I called to the little girl, who watched me with shy curiosity. She was awake and alert—an encouraging sign. "How are you feeling?"

Harlow glanced at her mother, seeking guidance on how to respond. Jude gave her an encouraging nod.

"I’m okay..." she whispered, unable to meet my eyes because she could feel the authority radiating from me.

"Wonderful. May I check your feet, sweetheart?" I stroked her hair gently as Harlow looked at me with interest, then pulled her legs from beneath the blanket.

I examined her feet carefully. The color had returned, though a few small marks remained, but I felt confident this little one would recover completely.

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