Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Stand Down, Ex-High Marshal. Fuck.

They were still in the war room when Maddox’s mindlink hit.

Kael and Sterling ran to Maddox’s chambers at full dragon speed. Second time today they’d sprinted side by side for the same woman. Kael was starting to feel like they were in a relationship.

As soon as they entered, they both froze. Guinevere was standing there in a bra looking like a demon’s scratch post.

Maddox knelt in front of her with a face that could curdle cum at fifty paces, while Aldric’s palms hovered over her back, pushing healing magic into her.

Sterling’s bracelet began vibrating so violently Kael could hear it.

He glanced down at it. "If that thing starts moaning I’m walking out."

Guinevere caught them both standing there and immediately said, "It doesn’t hurt."

No blush or modesty. Wolf girl had officially run out of fucks to give. Maddox’s dragon also was done, apparently, because the jealous bastard didn’t even care that everyone was seeing his wife half-naked.

"They look like they hurt," Sterling managed.

"They itch, actually. Like a sunburn."

"Guinevere," Maddox said from the floor in front of her. He opened his mouth. Closed it. No words came.

"It itches," she repeated. "I promise, Maddox. There’s no need for all of this."

Maddox looked like he was one ’I’m fine’ away from crying.

The woman had claw marks from a demon and was describing it like a mosquito bite. Wolf girl was either the toughest bitch alive, pun intended, or lying for the room.

Behind him, Lux entered, Jaxon at her heel. Without a word, she crossed the room to Guinevere.

Guinevere swallowed, catching their faces. "It doesn’t hurt."

"There she goes again," Kael commented. He was baffled. She was the most confusing woman he had ever met.

"If it did, I would tell you."

Kael tilted his head. "Would you though?"

"Definitely not you, Kael," she fired back. "Not unless you said please."

Kael smirked. That was a good one from Wolf Girl. She was cute when she got feisty.

Maddox shook his head, his sad-puppy face turning into something that looked a lot like constipation. Kael couldn’t be sure.

"Has there ever been a moment in your life where you said ’this hurts’ out loud to another person? Give us one example."

"I told Blair my back was hurting," she snapped.

"Let her be, Kael," Sterling cut in. "You have zero pain tolerance and are the last person who should have an opinion on that."

Kael let out a laugh that had zero humor in it. "Wow. That’s rich. You spent one day with her and now you’re a Guinevere expert."

"I’ve known her longer than you."

"By one day, Emberfell. How many times have you made her cry?"

Guinevere’s face flushed so red it was practically edible, and she shoved it into her hands.

Sterling turned his head slowly to Kael.

"Careful."

"Or what?"

"Or I stop being careful."

Kael patted Sterling’s chest twice. "Stand down, Ex-High Marshal. Your secret’s safe with me."

Sterling didn’t move. "I don’t have a secret."

"Sure you don’t."

Maddox’s head snapped to Sterling at this, eyes narrowed.

"Kael," Blair clipped. "You attacked her in the woods and abducted her from a mountain. Everyone else might be fine with spinning the truth but I’m not. Sit the fuck down and close your mouth or leave."

Maddox’s attention immediately switched from Sterling to Kael like a compass finding a new north. Anything involving Guinevere automatically leapfrogged that person to the front of his list. Kael would hot potato that right back where it belonged.

"Yes on the first," Kael sighed. "No on the second. She was dying thanks to Sterling. He had her merge with flame while Maddox was away. And I could have easily kept her. But instead, I brought her to Maddox. You’re welcome." He paused. "Also you are the most biased source in this room because you still hate me."

"It hurts your feelings that I don’t like you," Blair observed.

"Yes."

"Good."

Lux, who’d been holding her hands over Guinevere’s back, cleared her throat.

"Her body is rejecting the residual dark magic. Every fragment, including the microscopic ones too small for me to extract manually. They’re working their way to the surface through the tissue."

Allergic. To dark magic. Of course the pure little wolf was allergic to evil. She probably got hives from swearing too.

Kael then caught the smell. He sniffed twice to be sure. "Did a flower shop explode in here?"

Silence.

Lux pulled her hands away from Guinevere’s back. "You are allergic to dark magic. To a degree I have never seen, on any continent, in any text I have ever read." She flashed a small smile. "You’re lucky I like you. I should be offended."

Guinevere laughed. Every man in the room let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding, like a bunch of worried idiots who just got the all-clear. Kael was aware.

"How long has she been vomiting blood?" Aldric asked.

Wrong. She’s sick. We take her.

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