[{"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-58":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},1732189,2214,"Chapter 58 An Unwelcome Kindness","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>Timothy wasn’t about to refuse my suggestion. I could see the curiosity burning in his eyes—he wanted to dig deeper into Phoebe’s story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something felt wrong about this whole situation. Call it instinct, but I was convinced there were layers to this mess that none of us had uncovered yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go,\" I said, my voice cutting through the morning air. I wasn’t in the mood for Timothy’s mind games, and we both knew he wouldn’t actually disobey a direct order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine!\" Timothy shot up from his chair, but held up a hand. \"Let me make one thing crystal clear—I’m not interested in her that way. I don’t want to end up with a black eye over some bullshit accusation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight streamed through the study windows, painting everything in golden hues. It should have been peaceful, but tension crackled between us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go.\" I dismissed his concerns with a wave. My attention shifted to Flynn as Timothy left. \"I want updates by morning. No exceptions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flynn’s groan echoed through the room, but he knew better than to argue. He stood and followed Timothy out, leaving me alone with my spiraling thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about this situation screamed wrong. Part of me wanted to trust her, but the facts kept pointing in the opposite direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rubbed my temples, trying to think clearly, but doubt clouded everything. How could I believe someone when every instinct told me I was being played?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>**Phoebe’s POV**\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knock echoed through my bedroom, followed by Timothy’s voice announcing himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go away,\" I called back, my stomach twisting with anxiety. If Perry found another man in my room—even his own gamma—he’d lose his mind. I couldn’t handle another round of his fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Timothy never followed orders from anyone except his king. My irritation spiked as he strolled in wearing that infuriating smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want?\" I snapped, though my voice came out weaker than intended. Dealing with Perry’s inner circle required a backbone I didn’t possess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Timothy dropped onto the sofa like he owned the place, studying me with those calculating eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How are you feeling?\" His gaze locked onto my bandaged hand. \"What happened there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tugged the sleeve down to hide the wound, suddenly self-conscious. He was still wearing that same thoughtful expression, like he was trying to solve a puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing,\" I muttered, turning back to the cartoon playing on screen. Not that I was actually watching—my mind was elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many clothes do you have?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The random question made me whip around to stare at him. What kind of game was he playing now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His laughter at my confused expression only made my annoyance burn hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, tell me.\" His cheerful tone grated against my nerves. Everything about him screamed carefree—something I envied. \"Did Perry buy you anything? Why aren’t you wearing the dresses he got you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn’t buy me anything,\" I finally admitted after his persistent questioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn’t?\" Timothy’s eyebrows shot up. \"Seriously?\" Then understanding dawned on his face. \"Actually, that makes sense. Perry doesn’t do thoughtful gestures unless you spell it out for him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" I kept my eyes glued to the TV screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Timothy slapped his forehead and stood abruptly, catching my attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are you going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He headed toward my bedroom, past the scattered books toward my walk-in closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\" Panic shot through me as I jumped up and chased after him. If he planned something inappropriate and lied about it later, I’d be finished. Nobody here believed my word over theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing keeping me alive was my singular goal—poisoning Perry and dragging him down with me when I died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, there’s literally nothing here.\" Timothy stared at my empty closet in disbelief. The space looked abandoned except for my ratty backpack shoved in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heat flooded my cheeks. \"What are you doing?\" Embarrassment quickly twisted into anger. \"Get out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to face me, his expression shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get out,\" I repeated, trying to sound firmer but failing miserably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, let’s get out.\" Timothy grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrieked and tried to pull away, but his grip was iron. Damn these men and their ridiculous strength! Just once, I’d love to be the one doing the dragging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re going out. This won’t work. Perry is such an idiot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His last comment was the first thing he’d said that I completely agreed with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are we here?\" Fear crept into my voice as I stared at the massive shopping center. Bright lights blazed everywhere, making it feel like some grand party I wasn’t invited to. \"I don’t... I don’t want to go in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The modern world felt overwhelming, almost threatening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, come on, it’ll be fun. Most women love shopping, and you’ve got me as your guide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Timothy’s grip tightened on my hand, giving me no choice but to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... is it okay for you to take me out of the palace?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t give a damn about Perry, but I didn’t want Timothy facing the king’s wrath because of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He considered this for a moment, then shrugged. \"I’ll deal with that later. He probably knows we’re gone by now anyway. We’re already here—might as well enjoy it, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",874,"2026-06-06T16:11:22.572Z",1,"novelbin.me","51653efde68c483e3337f79081986a32b89d85f209f98d293a90842ba14408ef","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-59","marked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-chapter-57",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarked-by-the-mad-king-alpha-cover.jpg"]