Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277: How I Met Your Vessel

While a future queen lay on cold stone wondering how her life had become a dumpster fire with a crown on it, an Alpha listening to breeding hymns eight hundred miles away was wondering the same thing.

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DOMINO 59: THE GREAT BALL-WING INCIDENT

GREYHALL CROSSING - 5:20 AM

When the chute ejected them, they came out like they had been stuffed into a suitcase by a sadist.

The tiny one came out first, face-planting in towels. The big one was second, wing caught like a cheap curtain. Tharos Stonehowl was last, cocooned in someone’s dirty bedsheets like a failed toga and wondering what the fuck he did to deserve this.

"Something in my pelvis is sideways," the smaller one complained.

"Your pelvis was sideways before the chute," the larger one said. "It’s a birth defect. Our mother drank during the egg."

Tharos stopped walking. "You two are actual brothers?"

"We are clutch-mates. Obviously."

The smaller one stood up, brushed himself off, and immediately sniffed the towels he’d landed in.

"Don’t," Tharos warned.

"Male. Dominant. Recently... exerted himself physically. This towel tells a story, Alpha."

"I said DON’T."

"You piss on things. We sniff them. For example, my brother’s wing smells like your balls from—"

"Say that again and I’ll rip it off."

"Which one? The wing or the—"

"WALK."

They moved single file through a service corridor.

The passage linked to the east wing through a gap behind a tapestry that dumped straight into the closet of the room she’d be in. Something that had been checked during the sweep but was now being used again because Tharos had this shit planned.

"I smell her," the smaller one whispered. "Unmistakable. That exact, mouthwatering scent like a womb on a breeding bench right before it takes a full load—"

"Shut your goddamn mouth," Tharos snapped.

"—of flowers. I was going to say flowers. You have a dirty mind, Alpha."

"You said womb. Fucking filthy."

"What does it matter to you?" the taller Dark Fae asked. "You want her father. We agreed to help. You are being insensitive."

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DOMINO 60: DRAGONS CAUGHT IN THE ACT

LUNARIS KEEP — GUINEVERE’S CHAMBERS — 5:25 AM

CRACK.

White light split the room like a seam ripping in reality.

Maddox and Kael lunged.

But she was already gone. The white light took her and left behind two dragons gripping each other in a full-body embrace that, without context, looked romantic.

They were chest to chest, arms locked, breathing hard, staring at each other from an about-to-make-out distance, when Darrow Veyron burst through the door with twelve Luminari sentinels behind him.

Whatever Darrow expected to find in this room, it wasn’t two dragons slow-dancing.

"Where is the Princess of Lunaris?"

"Not here," Maddox snapped, shoving Kael off of him. "Who the fuck are you? And why are you entering my wife’s private chambers?"

Twelve Luminari blades were drawn in unison.

Maddox’s eyes flashed pure dragon. "Lower them. Now."

DOMINO 61: NOT THE SACRED FUCKING ROD

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