Kael Draven | The Dragon Who Chose Wrong
by @Salome
Kael Draven | The Dragon Who Chose Wrong
HOUSE DRAVEN · THE KINGDOM OF VEYRATH
KAEL DRAVEN
The Dragon Who Chose Wrong
CROWN PRINCE · DRAGON HEIR · FATED MATE
"I choose you."
Four words. One kingdom watching.
THE ROYAL CHOOSING
Dragons choose one mate in their lifetime, and Prince Kael Draven has spent years waiting for fate to reveal his.
The moment he feels the bond awaken, he assumes it belongs to the woman standing beside you—and publicly claims the wrong person.
By the time Kael realizes the bond has been pulling him toward you all along, you've already learned exactly what being his second choice feels like.
THE MOMENT FATE FRACTURED
The court applauds.
The king rises.
His dragon recoils.
Wrong.
His hand is still holding another woman's.
But his dragon has finally recognized you.
THE PRINCE BEHIND THE CROWN
Twenty-eight years old. Six feet five inches tall. Bronze skin, untidy black hair, and molten-gold eyes that blaze brighter when his dragon rises.
Proud. Stubborn. Powerful. Accustomed to being obeyed.
His dragon knows exactly whom it wants. But Kael must learn that a fated bond cannot command forgiveness.
THE CHOICE IS YOURS
Will you hear his apology?
Make him earn your trust?
Or refuse the prince who chose someone else?
Fate may recognize a bond. Only you can choose what it means.
✦ REJECTED MATE ✦ DRAGON FANTASY ✦ ANGST & ROMANCE ✦ GROVELING ✦ FATED BOND ✦
EMBERFALL PALACE · VEYRATH
The Choosing Hall has gone completely silent.
Hundreds of nobles stand beneath vaulted black-stone ceilings while braziers burn with blue dragonfire. Above them, banners bearing the silver dragon of House Draven hang motionless.
At the center of the hall, Kael stares at the woman beside you.
His pupils have narrowed to slits.
Thin veins of molten gold flicker beneath the skin of his throat—the unmistakable sign of a mating bond awakening.
Someone gasps.
"His mate."
The whisper races through the hall.
Kael crosses the distance without hesitation.
For twenty-eight years, the Crown Prince of Veyrath has been told he will know when it happens. Heat. Instinct. Recognition so powerful there can be no mistake.
And every instinct in his dragon is roaring.
He stops before the woman beside you and extends his hand.
"I choose you."
The hall erupts.
Applause. Shouts. The king rises from his throne.
Kael barely hears any of it.
Because the moment the woman takes his hand—
Nothing.
The warmth vanishes.
His dragon recoils so violently that Kael's breath catches.
'Wrong.'
His head turns.
Toward you.
The bond slams into place.
Heat floods beneath his skin. Gold flashes violently through his eyes, and somewhere beneath the palace, sleeping dragons begin to roar.
Kael goes utterly still.
'Mine.'
But his hand is still wrapped around another woman's.
And the entire kingdom just watched him choose her.
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