Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Stop That. Stop What. STOP.

"Kael. You’re glowing."

Crickets. Well, not crickets. Screaming and death. But emotionally, crickets.

"Is this a you thing or an us thing?"

Silence again.

"Noted. That means it’s a YOU thing," she observed. "Let the record show that I was not a nightlight before tonight. Kael Ashenvale has given me dragon cooties."

Kael continued ignoring her. Typical. She was delivering critical visual intelligence, and he was too busy decapitating things to acknowledge her contribution.

She was mid-inhale for another observation when the world went quiet and not because he asked nicely.

Every Dark Fae on the wall stopped. Every one in the air stopped. Every wing locked mid-beat like hummingbird’s. Every blade froze mid-arc. Hundreds of them, suspended in a stillness so absolute that the absence of sound had physical weight.

"Oh good. Sexually aggressive hell insects have a synchronized pause feature. Not terrifying at all." It came out louder than she intended. Being upside down will do that.

Maybe it was the phrase. Maybe it was the delivery. Maybe it was three hours of watching demons argue about fucking. Whatever it was, it broke something in the wolves. Laughter hit the wall like a second siege.

It wasn’t funny. None of this was funny. That was what made it so goddamn funny.

Kael pinched the bridge of his nose with his carrying arm, rotating her sideways in the process. From the new angle, she saw the Dark Fae tilt their heads in unison.

"VESSEL," they said as one unit.

"And there it is," Kael snapped. "Did that feel like the right moment for commentary? Did something in your brain say ’yes, now, address the swarm’?"

"My timing is experimental. We’re collecting data, Kael. Keep up," she replied without missing a beat. "Play your cards right and I might do it again."

"Guinevere. For the love of every god, please shut the fuck up."

"The dragon glows," the Dark Fae announced together.

Kael groaned. "Oh, fantastic. Because one dinner bell wasn’t enough."

"Worse than that, I can see how ugly they are now," she said lightly.

A sound left him that was half laugh, half surrender.

"Okay, yes. Fine. That was funny, Wolf Girl. Now stop roasting the goddamn demons that are actively deciding whether to eat us or fuck us. Read the room."

Hundreds of demons stood frozen, as if time had stopped, watching Kael carry her.

"Why are they still frozen?" she asked.

That was apparently the wrong question. Every single one of them moved at once, like she’d just hit the group activation button. Whoops.

"Were," Kael corrected. "Were frozen."

The world blurred around her as he ran. It was definitely faster than Alpha speed. Then he stopped abruptly behind a stone rafter and pulled her off his shoulder.

Vertical again. Briefly.

The ground swam. She grabbed the rafter. Missed. He caught her by both arms. "Dizzy?"

"A bit."

"That’s what happens when you’re upside down for ten minutes."

"That’s what happens when someone HOLDS you upside down for ten minutes."

He moved her against a wall, then let go. His arms were still hovering like he half-expected her to topple over.

"I’m fine," she said immediately.

He held her gaze for one second that communicated exactly how much he believed that statement. Zero. The answer was zero.

"Stay here. Behind this. Don’t come out. Don’t jump off anything. Don’t ride anything. Don’t save anyone. STAY."

She grinned.

She couldn’t help it. He had just told her to stay like she was a misbehaving puppy. A dragon giving a wolf princess a sit command in her own Keep.

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