Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Girth And Stamina, He Said

"Okay, Shadowfell was invited to a celebration that included twenty kings in a public setting where you, father, facilitated a conversation of a marriage between myself and one of them, without giving me any kind of warning in advance, and one where they called out what they would pay for me until there were two left, and Maddox won after tossing you an urn and filling the hall with chests of gold."

Renwick didn’t blink. "I did not raise you to speak on emotion, daughter. You and I both know that is an exaggeration of what actually occurred."

"Sure, Father," she said with warmth. "How about we call it an unplanned spousal acquisition event where Maddox assertively presented counter-financing for me in a competitive social environment?"

"Let me guess," Kael deadpanned. "Maddox said something devastatingly cocky while doing it. He did, didn’t he? Your face gives you away, Wolf Girl. He did."

Renwick ignored Kael, his gaze on Guinevere. When he spoke, it came out as an Alpha command. "You will not speak to me like that, daughter. Shut your mouth."

Lord Solandris held up a hand. Every head at the table swiveled towards him as one.

"Here’s what I suspect: Dark magic altered Maddox’s mind. He was functioning normally, so you, and everyone else have been trying to cover it up until you are able to solve it. The dark magic has something to do with keeping you away from him. Last night, he connected the dots on his own, which is why we had a three part family drama act plus an encore." He paused. "How am I doing so far?"

"Answer him. Tell the truth," Renwick commanded, still using his Alpha tone.

Guinevere’s mouth opened without her permission. "Congratulations. You’re the first person in this tent tonight who’s been right about something. Marek, take notes."

She didn’t hate her response delivery. But she was furious at the fact she was the weakest link in keeping that a secret and now it could come back to hurt Maddox.

"Quick question, Renwick. Do you Alpha command all your children into honesty, or just the ones you sell?" Kael asked.

Renwick’s eyes flashed with pure rage. "Watch your fucking mouth, dragon. You don’t know a goddamn thing about what I did or why."

Lord Solandris looked at Kael. "You, boy, saw a moment of weakness last night, and claimed her under the pretense that she took your flame, not your brother’s. You thought you could get away with it too, because he had no memories of her, but he figured it out."

"Woah, buddy," Kael replied. "You are barking up the wrong damn tree. Yes on the matching flames bit. Hers is a little taller than mine, but you know, mine makes up for it in girth and stamina."

Eron and Marek opened their mouths at the same time. Kael held up a hand matching what Lord Solandris had done a minute ago. Both shut their mouths.

"The rest of that statement is horseshit. Last night my baby brother knocked her to the ground, marked her, and gave a giant middle finger to all you pearl-clutching pricks. Ask anyone."

Guinevere’s face heated at that. Her memory was fog and she was hoping that was an exaggeration. To quote her father, Kael was just being emotional.

"Oh yes, the entire damn continent knows," Eron snapped.

"You mentioned the term activated. Why am I here tonight?" she asked, breaking free from the Alpha command.

Renwick and Beta Draven both blinked, completely shocked. Guinevere was also pleasantly surprised.

"Dark Fae knocked on the front doors of twenty-two Dragon Houses this week looking for you, girl," Eron answered. "Your husband is a king first, husband second. If it comes down between you or his people, he will choose his people."

Lord Solandris took a sip of his whiskey and let out a breath. The first crack in his ice composure the entire night.

"It’s not looking good, Granddaughter, unfortunately. The dark fae are everywhere you are. I didn’t believe their response would be so strong until I saw it with my own eyes. The Eclipse Court has a standing offer for you. The dark fae don’t want Velkaris. They want you."

"For fuck’s sake." Kael rolled his eyes at the ceiling. "Lighten up. Somebody open a goddamn window."

"Dark fae are also scratching at Lunaris’s door and every pack in Nyros because you exist," Lord Solandris continued. "They drink flame. So the dragon fleet your husband promised your father cannot help."

Guinevere looked at her father, who was silent.

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