Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: A Viper’s Nest Of Horseshit

BLAIR-O-METER: Passive-Aggressive

Kael’s eyes flew open. "Maddox, get off me. I’m delicate. I’m literally dying."

"What?" Blair snapped.

"I’m not sharing my blanket," Kael declared. "Wait. Blair, why do you have Maddox’s voice?"

His eyes fluttered closed and the purring resumed like nothing had happened.

Blair’s heart was slamming against her ribs so hard she could hear it in her ears. She pressed her hand flat against her chest and forced a breath through her nose.

"I am nowhere near that box. There is zero reason for cardiac arrest, Blair," she reminded herself.

"Shhh. You’ll wake the baby," Maddox mumbled.

Blair crossed her arms. "You both sleep-talk like it’s a goddamn debate in here. I am allowed to verbally process."

"...no more... opinions..." Maddox grumbled.

"...let her... have one..." Kael breathed.

"...denied Ashenvale..."

"...hostile work environment..."

Blair dragged a hand down her face. "This is not normal. Nothing about this is normal."

"It’s for you Blair," Kael muttered. "Tell the fish I said no."

"Guinevere... Yes, good girl," Maddox moaned. "Just like that. Fuck. The healer can wait."

Blair recoiled in absolute horror.

"Oh hell no. Whatever fantasy you’re having, I’m going to need you to shut it down. Right. Now."

The double doors opened. Aldric entered the room and his gaze instantly zeroed in on the bed and the Guinevere sandwich currently occupying it.

"Is that purring?"

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🧠 CONCUSSION: Thriving. Memories buffering.

🛌 NAPTIME: Gold star. Shoutouts to blankie and wife-teddybear.

Resting more sounded fantastic. The kingdom, however, did not give a single flying fuck about its king’s exhaustion. The pile of shit Maddox Drakencrest needed to deal with kept growing.

So he peeled himself off Kael’s bed with all the reluctance of a cat being removed from a sunbeam.

The second he separated from Guinevere, the warmth in his chest vanished. Something he hadn’t realized was there until it was gone. He glanced down at his hands just in time to watch a golden glow fade from his skin.

"Huh. That’s new."

His gaze shifted to his mate.

"Careful, wife. I’ll start to think you’ll like me."

That’s when he noticed her forehead resting against Kael’s shoulder. His brother was glowing the same gold she was.

Maddox’s content smile instantly flipped into a thunderous scowl.

"Absolutely not."

He pulled her away from Kael, then wedged a brown decorative pillow in between them.

Problem solved.

She was staying in this room because Aldric was due to check on his brother within the hour and could monitor both of them at once. Maddox’s chambers were also still tainted with dark magic, and the room across from his was a flooded mess.

Wife stays. Husband takes out the trash like the boss he was. Pillow holds the line.

He looked at Kael, who was unconscious, grey, and drooling slightly.

"No parties while I’m gone."

Kael did not respond, on account of being mostly dead and fully asleep.

The second Maddox left Kael’s chambers, his dragon growled loudly.

We take mate with us.

I can’t take her to this, Maddox thought back to the beast.

The beast continued to protest the entire walk to the War Room.

We left mate with a man in his bed.

Maddox pinched the bridge of his nose. They are fine. There’s a pillow between them.

It will not hold. It is decorative.

WAR ROOM - DRAKENCREST

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