Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: The Mark Of The Bastard

Kael Ashenvale was currently sitting on a secret the size of Velkaris. But starting shit with his brother’s wife’s third mate while said brother sat four feet away was so stupid even Kael’s legendary self-destruction said, ’Nah, I’m good.’

So he held his tongue. Regardless, there was zero chance that Brennan would be going anywhere near Guinevere. Kael would make sure of that.

"My Master Mage and Lux are working on it as well," Maddox said.

Nicholas gave a nod. "Good. The sooner we understand what’s triggering the surges and her memory issues, the better."

Kael looked down at Guinevere. Her breathing was steady. Her temperature was insane. Her face was peaceful in a way that felt personally insulting given the amount of chaos she had distributed to every man currently touching her.

He pressed his lips to the top of her head.

Maddox’s nostrils flared.

Nicholas didn’t even blink.

Kael clocked the lack of reaction immediately. The Wolf King had just watched a new man kiss his mate’s hair. No tension in the jaw. No shift in posture. No territorial flicker behind the eyes.

It turns out, Nicholas might know about me after all.

Kael filed that under confirmed and moved on.

Meanwhile, while Nicholas’s face gave the room nothing, his brain gave him everything. She was closer to Kael than he’d realized.

Kael had been transported with her to Lunaris and saved her life more than once, memories or no memories.

He’d assumed that was the shape of it.

This was deeper.

The runes told the story Nicholas hadn’t been reading. Guinevere had mentioned the skin contact spread. But no one else had the runes. Just them.

Nicholas had runes crawling across his own skin from the moment her teeth had broken his neck on that corridor floor. They came from her saving his life. She had marked him and now he could feel her light inside of him along with their matebond.

Kael had the same runes. Maddox magically caught them in the last twelve hours too.

This was simple.

Guinevere had marked Kael and Guinevere had recently marked Maddox. Kael was another goddamn mate. Fated mate most likely. Hindsight was a bitch. It had been blatantly obvious in every interaction, even before the memory loss.

Nicholas’s gaze shifted to Maddox. The Dragon King was staring at Kael with the contained fury of a bull who had identified the red flag.

The matebond had already told on everybody twice today. Nicholas knew Drakencrest and Kael had a threesome with Guinevere. So Drakencrest was aware that his brother was off the "friends" list.

It didn’t seem like Drakencrest had connected that Guinevere had also marked his brother.

Maddox seemed fine with the fact that she had marked Nicholas. Nicholas was under the impression that they had just discussed it. So this was a thing between brothers that Nicholas wouldn’t touch with a ten foot broomstick.

He looked up at the ceiling like he was checking if the Gods were watching their own work. If so, this was a level of fucked that circled back to funny. Credit where it was due.

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BLAIR-O-METER: Pleasant

Blair Drakencrest was supposed to be dreaming another nautical room she was planning for Sterling’s quarters whether he liked it or not. Sterling didn’t know about the navy accent wall yet.

"...half-blood’s mark is what we did not anticipate..."

"...won’t survive extraction if that..."

"...matebond severed before..."

"...told Solandris the vessel has three now. But the attempted murder on Solveil..."

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