LUNARIS KEEP - GUINEVERE'S CHAMBERS
FOUR HOURS PRIOR
Before the wolf king tore apart his own fortress and the Luminari king carried a woman through a portal, the Dragon King had just learned his wife had a blade to her throat.
Maddox had been awake for almost two days. And now he was telling his brother no to something he wanted to do just as badly and it was killing him.
The word tasted like poison. His brother was lying on a bed leaking dark magic and begging to fly, and the answer was no, and the answer was right, and being right had never felt this much like betrayal.
Every instinct he had was screaming and his dragon was clawing at his chest. The husband in him wanted to shift, fly through the night, and burn whatever was holding a blade on his wife until it stopped existing.
