Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231: Ten Steps And A Motherfucker

Prince murdered by Dad. Classic.

One death so far on the continent of Nyros. One murder currently loading on the other end. And the night’s barely gotten its pants on.

The rest of the dominos are just waiting for the shove.

Starting with the end of the chain already swimming in blood, tile thirty belonged to the Dragon King.

DOMINO 30: MADDOX DRAKENCREST HAS ARRIVED

LUNARIS KEEP - PRINCESS’S TOWER - 7:56 PM

"Jaxon. Move."

Maddox’s voice hit the room like a starter pistol. The Master Mage was already moving, dropping beside Beta Draven with blue magic flooding from both hands into a wound that was trying its absolute hardest to become permanent.

Lux was a half-step behind him, anchoring the stabilization from the opposite side because she was Lux and she didn’t wait for instructions when a body was on the clock.

Maddox was through the doorway before the light even settled.

Behind him, the room exhaled.

Maria collapsed beside Draven, her entire body shaking, the kind of ugly crying that happens when a woman watches the father of her child get stabbed and then watches a stranger try to undo it.

"Thank you," she sobbed. "Thank you, thank you, thank you—"

"Maria."

Kael’s voice was gravel dragged across broken glass. He coughed, and the cough sounded like it cost him a rib. The Luminari healer pressed light deeper into his chest without breaking rhythm.

Kael raised one hand off the bed. A single finger to his lips.

Maria went quiet. The kind of quiet that only happens when a half-dead man on a bed full of pillows gives you a look that says I need you to shut the fuck up right now and trust me.

She wiped her face and held Draven’s hand while Jaxon worked.

Kael’s eyes drifted to Ryker. Then Sterling. A look passed between the three of them that required zero words and communicated everything.

Ryker was already moving toward the door.

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DOMINO 31: MADDOX WASN’T ASKING

STAIRWELL - OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR - 7:56 PM

Maddox stopped on the landing.

Cassian was below him. Slumped against the wall. Smile still frozen on a face that would never move again. Blood had pooled on the third step and was creeping toward the fourth with the patience of something that had nowhere else to be.

Below that, Renwick Lunaris was descending the stairs like a man leaving a board meeting. Measured. Unhurried. The blade at his side still wet.

Maddox had killed men. He’d ordered deaths. He’d watched enemies burn and felt nothing because they earned it. He was an imperfect man wearing an imperfect crown, and he’d made peace with that.

This was different.

Every instinct he had, king, dragon, husband, brother, all four were screaming the same word at the same volume.

Wrong.

A father who murdered his own son over pride. A son who died on stairs defending a man Renwick had already gutted. A pregnant woman sobbing on a stone floor while foreign mages tried to keep two bodies alive that this bastard had put down in under ten minutes.

Cold. Calculated. Efficient.

Maddox had met monsters before. Monsters roared. Monsters burned. Monsters lost control and you could see it coming from a mile away.

Renwick Lunaris was worse than a monster. He was a system. And the system had just processed its own son like a line item on a budget he was trimming.

The Dragon King’s gut had been wrong before. He’d admit that. He’d be the first to admit that.

His gut was screaming now and he was going with it.

DOMINO 32: TEN STEPS AND A MOTHERFUCKER

RULE 1: Walk into every room like you’ve already fucked everyone in it and they should be grateful.

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