Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227: God Punched Them In The Nuts

The domino chain in Lunaris had been building towards blood all day. It finally got some.

Father versus son. One ceremonial blade.

The logic was airtight.

Steel against daddy’s jugular and daddy still choosing this exact moment to be a cunt. A son who had already burned every bridge, every hope, every last fuck he had left to give.

Therefore, the son had the upper hand. Right?

One bled. One walked.

Did Renwick get Cassian? Did Cassian get Renwick?

Yes.

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DOMINO 19: GRANDPA FORGOT THE DRAGON

LUNARIS KEEP - EAST WING - 7:25 PM

The healer lay on the stone floor for three full seconds, processing.

Then the old man’s blood went cold.

The dragon. He’d fallen asleep and forgotten to check on the dragon.

His expression was 100% ’I left the stove on’ but the stove was a person.

"Oh, dear."

He scrambled upright with the urgency of a man who had just realized his nap might have a body count.

Knees cracked. Back screamed for help. His hip popped like bubble wrap from hell.

He ran toward the east tower as fast as his ninety-year-old legs could carry him, which was more of an aggressive shuffle, but the spirit was there.

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DOMINO 20: PISSED OFF PREGNANT LUNA

LUNARIS KEEP - EAST WING - 7:27 PM

Maria stuffed herself into the alcove at emergency velocity, her back flat against the stone.

He passed within four feet and gave exactly zero shits. Locked on his target so hard the rest of reality was just cheap set dressing.

Standard behavior for him.

He looked like he was ready to murder someone.

That’s when she saw the blade. Blood on the tip. Her hand flew to her mouth.

His footsteps faded toward the east tower stairwell.

The man she loved was going to Guinevere’s tower to kill the dragon.

Maria’s hands were shaking. Her breath was coming in shallow pulls that fogged in the cold corridor air.

No.

She’d put up with enough.

Her eyes found the decorative sword display on the corridor wall three feet to her left. Crossed blades. Ceremonial. Old steel.

She grabbed the hilt of the right blade and pulled.

Everything came clattering down in a glorious clusterfuck.

Frame. Second blade. Mounting brackets. All of it. The shield spun across the floor like a drunk frisbee.

She was already running and didn’t look back. This Luna had been pushed too far in the last two days and had already decided the consequences could go fuck themselves.

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DOMINO 21: HE DIDN’T KNOCK

LUNARIS KEEP - PRINCESS’S TOWER - 7:32 PM

"Hold."

Alpha command. Full power. It hit the entire pack in the stairwell like God himself had just decided to punch them in the nuts.

DOMINO 22: NOT IN MY KEEP

DOMINO 23: EVERYONE TO THE TOUR BUS

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