Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Then Nicholas Started Sweating

GREYHALL CROSSING — LUNARIS PACK MEETING ROOM — 7:00 AM

"Who authorized the sleep rotation?"

"I did, Alpha."

Renwick’s eyes landed on Gavyn the way a buyer inspects a horse he hasn’t decided on yet. "And who authorized you to authorize anything?"

"Princess Guinevere, Alpha. And Tyler Draven, acting Beta at that time."

"And you ran eight hundred miles on her say-so."

"Yes, Alpha."

"Eight hundred miles. With five men who have never made that run. For a summit you had zero preparation for. Because a princess who has never commanded a pack told you to."

"Yes, Alpha."

The answer came back identical each time. Same cadence. Same volume. Same complete absence of the defensive bullshit that Renwick was fishing for with every word. Gavyn was giving him nothing to hook because there was nothing to hook. The answers were clean and the man delivering them had already made peace with every single decision.

"Who packed the supplies?"

"I did, Alpha. Standard eight-day field kit modified for a diplomatic engagement. Ceremonial provisions. Rations for seven."

Renwick’s eyebrow moved. "Seven."

"Six warriors plus the Princess. I checked her kit personally."

"What was in her kit?"

"Water, a first aid kit, a clean set of bandages, a dress, and her mother’s crown."

Renwick’s jaw moved once. The crown detail landed somewhere behind his eyes and stayed there.

"And the supplies that were already here?"

"We received zero confirmation that they had arrived, Alpha. So we planned accordingly. They had arrived earlier that day. Stored in the primary chamber, Alpha. Untouched. His armor is on the stand. Blade on the rack. Cape and crown were..." Gavyn paused. "The Princess took the cape for the council session. Stonehowl and Dark Fae are the culprits behind the mess from earlier."

Behind Gavyn, one of the rookies produced a sound that might have been a laugh being murdered in its crib. It died so fast forensics would have found nothing.

"She took Cassian’s cape."

"Yes, Alpha."

"To a council full of Alphas."

"On her, it looked like a cloak. She made it work."

Renwick’s mouth did something that, on any other man, would have been the beginning of a smile. On Renwick Lunaris it looked like indigestion. Then his eyes landed on Door Kid.

"You."

Door Kid’s soul briefly left his body, explored the afterlife, decided it was insufficient, and returned.

"Yes, Alpha."

Renwick studied him for three seconds.

"You look like shit."

"Thank you, Alpha."

The response was so instantaneous and so sincere that two of the other rookies turned their heads. Door Kid wished he could take it back but it was too late.

"Gavyn," Renwick said.

"Alpha."

"You’re not Gamma. You’re the guy I haven’t fired yet. There’s a difference and it’s measured in seconds."

Gavyn’s throat bobbed once.

"Yes, Alpha."

"I’m going to need a written brief on every interaction from the prior two council sessions. I want names, quotes, and the order they happened."

"Already written, Alpha. Page four of the report."

Renwick looked down at the report he had declined to pick up.

He picked it up.

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