All Chapters of Primal Wolf King (Wolves Of The Night Book 2): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

13Sleeping fitfully in the stuffy cave, I had a dream.I was hovering high above the throne room, looking down into the open skylight. It was the same view I’d had when King Draunar had taken me in his claws and flown upward, but now there was no dragon holding my body in mid-air. I was just there—floating. Witnessing.The throne room was empty, save for Draunar in his emerald dragon form. Elias and Kodan stood in their human forms, weapons raised; then Elias roared and shifted into his wolf. He lunged forward, teeth bared. Kodan tried to grab the king and drag him backward, but she was no match for his bulk as a human, and he knocked her aside easily. Elias growled and slashed at Draunar’s body until his jaws were covered in blood. He fit his teeth around Draunar’s throat and bit down hard. Draunar thrashed under him, roaring and shrieking as he clawed at Elias, but eventually fell still. Elias staggered off of his corpse. He tilted his head up toward the sky and howled, long and m

Then, we’d take our time bathing in the warm baths, change into clean slacks and robes, then make our way into the reading alcove and spend some time picking through the books. Whenever I tried to ask Corinne details of how long she’d been here, or about her life outside of the caverns, she’d deflect and change the subject. As much as I wanted to lash out and demand answers, I needed her to trust me if we were going to work together. So I let it slide.By day four, I was getting antsy. My wolf was beginning to knock against my ribs, demanding attention, and I was dreaming of moonlight runs with Elias nipping at my heels behind me. At night, in the privacy of my chambers, I’d taken to shifting into my wolf form and pacing in circles, just to release some of the pent-up energy to try to sleep.On day five, or what I thought was day five, I woke up after another night of fitful sleep. I’d had the same nightmare I’d had the first night. The blood. The fight. The falling. But this time, th

“Don’t you think I would’ve done that were it so simple?” she asked. Then she raised her hand again. “Draunar keeps my powers limited. I can’t access them. And even if I could, opening a portal is not innate to Fae—it requires elemental materials.”“Like what?” I asked.She sighed. “I need two scales from a dragon,” she said. “One to remove this ward, and another to use in the spell. The draconic scale helps me channel the power of fire. Then I need something to help me channel the earth.”“We’re in a cavern,” I said. “Is that not earthy enough?”She narrowed her eyes at me. “The cavern lacks life,” she said. “It has to be something that lives, or once did.”“Like an animal,” I said.“Mm. And no animals come into this cavern. It’s just me and Sini.”“You can’t—”“Sini is a being of water,” she said.“Then…” I pressed my lips together.Finally Corinne looked up. She looked mildly interested, but defeated at the same time. She looked like she’d felt defeated for a long, long time.“What

I crept slowly through the narrow cavern, careful not to disturb the hoard stacked up against the walls. It was unlike the treasure hoard in the rest of the cavern, which was mostly gold and other valuables—this one held things. Empty birdcages, piles of shoes, kites hanging from the ceiling, dartboards, bookshelves stuffed with tiny carvings of animals, a massive aquarium full of gently waving green plants, bronze kettles, seashells, sewing machines. There was no rhyme or reason or organization to any of it, it just spilled everywhere. I moved extremely slowly in order to avoid knocking down any of the delicately stacked goods.In the back was a massive four-poster bed, with thick velvet curtains pushed open. The bed was covered in blankets and pillows, stacked so high it looked more like a nest, with Draunar asleep on his side in the center of it. He looked almost childlike amid all his stuff, curled up and breathing steadily in his sleep.All I had to do was pry two scales off his

But he didn’t. I pushed the obsidian door open and slipped out, leaving it closed behind me. This time, a lock in the door clicked closed.Corinne stood in the alcove, wide-eyed.I nodded, then gestured for her to follow me. We hurried back through the bathing chambers toward our quarters, into my room. I closed the door behind us and slumped against it with an exhausted sigh. The adrenaline bled from my limbs, and my wolf settled, relieved.“Did you get it?” Corinne hissed. “Both of them?”“I got them.” I slipped my hand into my pocket and retrieved both scales. They sat stacked in my palm, one gold and one emerald, gleaming in the dim light of my quarters. Corinne’s mouth dropped open as she gazed at them, then extended one finger delicately to trace over the shape of the scale.“Incredible,” she said. “You really got them.”“He woke up,” I said. “But he didn’t seem to notice.”“You’re sure?” she asked, her expression suddenly sharpening. “He doesn’t know we have them?”“I played it