Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Double Insurance For This Shit

LUNARIS KEEP - GUINEVERE’S CHAMBERS

FOUR HOURS PRIOR

Before the wolf king tore apart his own fortress and the Luminari king carried a woman through a portal, the Dragon King had just learned his wife had a blade to her throat.

Maddox had been awake for almost two days. And now he was telling his brother no to something he wanted to do just as badly and it was killing him.

The word tasted like poison. His brother was lying on a bed leaking dark magic and begging to fly, and the answer was no, and the answer was right, and being right had never felt this much like betrayal.

Every instinct he had was screaming and his dragon was clawing at his chest. The husband in him wanted to shift, fly through the night, and burn whatever was holding a blade on his wife until it stopped existing.

But he would be putting his entire team at risk. There were limits, and every single person on his team had hit theirs three hours ago. A king who ignores his people’s limits for his own urgency is a stupid one.

"No you don’t understand. I saw through her eyes," Kael rasped.

The Luminari healer stopped for a second, tilting his head at Kael.

"What?" Maddox and Kael both asked at the same time.

"What you’re describing sounds like something we Luminari can do," he replied. "You have the light in you. But it can only be done with fated mates."

The healer resumed pushing magic into Kael.

No one spoke for a moment.

"I don’t care how he saw it. If he says he saw it, I believe it," Maddox said, breaking the silence. His eyes cut to Kael. "You’re staying in that bed. Everyone in here is recovering. I’m not losing my brother and my wife on the same night because you couldn’t sit still." He straightened. "Shadowfell is there. I’ve watched that man operate. He would burn his own summit to the ground before he’d let someone hurt her."

Kael let out a dark laugh that turned into a cough, and shook his head. "Oh, I’m sure he would. And I’m sure she would accidentally find the one gap in his security."

Ryker entered the chamber and dropped onto Guinevere’s ottoman the way a man does when he has decided, without discussion, that he lives here now.

Maddox glanced up at him. "Status."

"Alive. Fucked. Those are the same thing right now. My wings feel like they’ve been deep-fried and reattached backwards. If you need me airborne, fine, but I reserve the right to cry and I’m not apologizing for it."

"Noted. Sterling?"

Sterling’s jaw tightened. "Same, Commander."

Maddox turned to the Luminari healer who was still pushing white light into Kael’s chest at a rhythm that had been constant.

"How many more treatments until it’s purged?"

"At least two more, Your Majesty. Whatever they laced their weapons with was designed to resist purging. It reseeds if you stop too early."

"I’m just fine," Kael snapped. "Still the best damn looking dragon in the room. Next question."

"Two problems with that. One, you look like shit. Two, I’m in the room. So best looking is taken, and you’re not even second."

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