Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Big Nick Energy Heeled Like A Good Boy

The tree had handled everything except a warning that Nicholas Shadowfell was about to stand up which meant she was about to witness a physics-defying dick-display of a wolf king.

Their clothes were laid out beside the pool. Folded. Dry. Sorted. Stain-free. It was better laundry service than most kingdoms.

Nicholas Shadowfell stood and stepped out of the pool.

Guinevere’s face heated at a rate that suggested the water around her should have started bubbling. It didn’t. Close, though.

Up until this point, she had been body-blocking his dick, and now it was exposed, fully operational, and standing at full mast.

She forced her eyes off him and onto the wall. The wall was safe. A perfect, judgment-free gentleman who would never once mention that she’d just been staring at a shameless wolf king’s ding-dong.

Nicholas handed her shirt down to her so she wouldn’t have to climb out naked. Chivalry wasn’t dead. She appreciated it more than he probably realized and would remember the gesture fondly for the rest of her natural life.

She dressed with her back to him at a speed that suggested the building was on fire, which it wasn’t, but she had used up her nudity quota for the evening.

Clothes on. Boots on. Dignity gone. This was fine.

"Now what, Lunaris?"

He asked it like a man handing over tactical control with zero ego. A king. Following her. This was also fine.

"Working on that part," she answered, reaching for the wooden wall.

The second her fingers made contact, runes flashed up the surface and a seam appeared, forming a doorway.

"Neat."

She meant it. It was neat. But first, she needed to contain the glow.

She wrung out her hair, then tucked the wet, dripping rope of it into her shirt like a woman who had already accepted the shirt was collateral damage.

Nicholas looked at her. Then at the hair. Then back at her face.

"Is that supposed to be your disguise?"

"Yes. My hair glows sometimes."

Nicholas Shadowfell cracked up for the second time. The laugh arrived like an uninvited guest who’d already been here earlier, catching him mildly off guard.

She smiled, unable to hide it. This serious, commanding, unreasonably attractive, freshly-resurrected Alpha was laughing and she liked it entirely too much.

They exited the glowing chamber into a corridor made of the same wood, which tracked if they were in that giant tree she saw while free-falling during her police chase.

She grabbed Nicholas’s hand and pulled him through the corridor.

Footsteps echoed from ahead.

She yanked him into an alcove until they were wallpapered fully, facing one another. She had manhandled him like a bouncer moving a drunk and he grinned like a drunk who found the whole thing entirely too entertaining.

Her eyes locked on the corridor waiting as the steps grew nearer. Very focused.

So what did Nicholas do?

He leaned in and kissed her ear, then her neck, like the concept of ’stay quiet and still’ was optional for him. The hard line of his cock pressed into her without apology, impossible to overlook, and he showed no interest in hiding it.

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