Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Seven Seconds To Lose Everything

CLASSIFIED (MISREP) — STRIKE TEAM

Two kings loved her. Neither was allowed to say it.

Twelve miles between the jungle and the exit. Six hours to cross it. One held her the entire time. The other wasn’t allowed to.

When she died, both men broke. Before it was redacted, the incident log recorded her as dead for seven seconds. But the men in that clearing knew that number was a lie. The actual duration was longer. How much longer depended on which man you asked and how much he was willing to admit.

Everything that happened after? Also classified.

INCIDENT LOG #1: HOSTILE CONTACT

CODENAME: Naptime’s Over

Kael raised a fist. The column stopped.

Then he pointed up.

Thirty feet above them, three dark fae clung to the ceiling with their claws. Eyes closed. Dormant. Roosting like bats in the dark.

He held up three fingers, drew a line across his throat, and pointed at Sterling.

Sterling stepped beneath the nearest fae and drew his blade in silence. Kael mirrored the position beneath the second.

He held up three fingers. Two. One.

Both blades went up simultaneously. Through the jaw, through the skull. Two fae died in their sleep. The bodies fell and both men caught them one-handed before they hit the ground.

The third fae’s eyes opened. Its mouth opened to scream.

Before it could make a sound, Nicholas’s blade hit it in the throat from twenty feet away. It released from the ceiling and fell, and Ryker caught it by the wing before it hit the rocks.

Kael looked at Nicholas. He didn’t hand out respect easily, and Nicholas had just qualified for a trial period.

Ryker: Nine out of ten. Deducting a point because neither of them stuck the landing with any flair.

Sterling: The objective was silence. My execution was perfect.

Ryker: I’ve slept with women who faked it better than that performance.

Sterling: Since when do you get women, Ryker?

Ryker: I’ve had more women this month than you’ve had facial expressions this year.

They kept moving. Griffin stepped over the first body, around the second, and accidentally kicked the third.

The ravine bent east and decided to become a swamp. The floor dropped into a channel of black water stretching wall to wall with no way around it.

INCIDENT LOG #2: ASSET TRANSPORT

CODENAME: Mystery Water and the Worst Husband Alive

Kael stepped into it first. Maddox followed. The cold water hit his boots and climbed his shins. Guinevere’s legs dipped below the surface before he adjusted, lifting her higher against his chest.

Griffin: Something is touching my leg right now.

Ryker: Make sure to die quietly.

Griffin: I want my eulogy to be a lie. Tell them I died in battle. A big one.

Ryker: I’ll say you killed thirty men.

Griffin: Fifty.

Ryker: Done.

Ryker: That was aggressive.

Maddox: I was gentle.

Ryker: She’s upside down, Maddox.

Ryker: Her head is about six inches from the water, Maddox.

Maddox: I’m aware.

Ryker: Four inches. We’re approaching baptism territory.

Maddox: I said I’m aware.

Ryker: Two. One and a half. And he’s waterboarding his wife.

Maddox flipped her back into his arms.

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