[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha":3,"chapter-marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-110":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marked By The Mad King Alpha",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1732091,2214,"Chapter 110 When the Soul Breaks","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-110",110,"\u003Cp>Perry’s POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clock struck midnight as I finally made my way back to the bedroom. Phoebe lay curled in sleep, her body drawn tight like she was shielding herself from invisible blows. A few scattered belongings were missing from their usual spots—she must have smashed them to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t give a damn about the broken things. She could tear apart everything in this room if it helped dull her agony. Nothing here mattered to me anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was all that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I moved closer, watching how she’d pulled herself into that protective ball, knees drawn up like a child hiding from the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Phoebe...\" I bent down and brushed my lips against hers, soft as a whisper. I’d tried to stay away, but the distance was killing me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing I was poison to her, I couldn’t stop myself. Selfish bastard that I was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me have this while you can’t push me away...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I traced her cheek with my thumb, tilting her face so I could taste her deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kiss ended when she whimpered in her sleep, her forehead creasing, fingers clenching into fists. She despised me—that much was crystal clear—but her body still sang under my touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do I have to do to win you back?\" I pressed my forehead to hers. At this point, there wasn’t a line I wouldn’t cross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned away, exposing the curve of her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mark peeked through her tangled hair. God, she was breathtaking like this, lost in dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’d have our child if we could have saved them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I squeezed my eyes shut. Marcela had explained how the poison weakened everything, including the pregnancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baby was gone. Nothing could change that now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I climbed onto the bed and pulled her against me, breathing in her scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This stolen moment was all I had—touching her while she slept, before dawn forced me to leave again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I held her close and wished the night would never end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phoebe’s POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning light hit my face as consciousness crept back in. The bed felt empty, but warmth lingered on the sheets beside me, like someone had been there moments before. I stared at that spot for what felt like hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I finally looked toward the window, my stomach dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun hung high overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I used to rise with the dawn, but since waking up in this nightmare, time had become meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes I’d find myself staring at nothing, and suddenly night had fallen. Hours vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sleep never restored me. No matter how long I stayed in bed, exhaustion clung to my bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality kept slipping through my fingers like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday—or was it the day before?—I’d sat in the bathtub until Marcela found me there. She’d looked terrified, claiming I’d been submerged for three hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like minutes to me. Time moved differently now, warped and strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe because I’d given up on living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing mattered anymore—not what happened to me, not the world outside these walls. I just wanted to fade away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d stationed some omega in the corner to watch for suicide attempts, so even death was off limits. She stayed invisible unless I reached for something sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wrapped my arms around myself and closed my eyes. I existed because dying wasn’t allowed. That was all that remained of me now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perry’s POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is she getting worse?\" I demanded, watching Marcela examine Phoebe’s sleeping form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days had passed, and Phoebe barely stirred anymore. She lived in sleep now, unreachable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, I’d been grateful—it meant I could visit during daylight hours. But something was seriously wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Physically, she’s healing fine,\" Marcela said, settling on the bed’s edge. Phoebe didn’t even twitch at the movement. \"But...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what?\" My patience snapped. I wanted to grab the healer and shake answers out of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s her mind, my king.\" Marcela’s voice dropped to a whisper. \"She never had a wolf spirit, which damaged her soul. After everything that’s happened, that damage has gotten worse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My jaw clenched so hard it ached. \"How do we fix her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcela shook her head slowly. \"I don’t know, my king. I can mend cuts and broken bones, but souls...\" She gestured helplessly. \"Maybe you need to pull her out of this darkness. Take her somewhere else—away from here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Somewhere else?\" I frowned. The kingdom was on the edge of civil war, with rebel packs challenging my rule at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place holds too much pain for her,\" Marcela explained, waving at the room around us. \"New surroundings might help her heal inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re leaving? Let me guess—this is about Phoebe.\" Flynn’s face twisted with disgust before I could even answer. \"I’m sick of that woman. She’s useless to you now, Perry. A liability.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m taking her east for two days,\" I said flatly. \"Turner and the other commanders have their orders. Contact me if anything urgent comes up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is insane, Perry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",832,"2026-06-06T16:11:22.572Z",1,"novelbin.me","4a5663e1338548b63b74105376d27d79ab20e30e88b7fa2a332711e1c57c6d99","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-111","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-109",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-cover.jpg"]