Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

Chapter 11: Shattered Dreams

Avery

1 quickly showered, mentally prepping myself for making breakfast The Trio. To my surprise, I ddn’t hear them yelling for me or banging on my wall. Weird, so I looked at the clock. It’s the normal me too. I waited another fifteen minutes, but I still heard silence. I exit my room, listening for sounds to give me any hints at they are awake. I hear music coming from Cassius’s room, video game noises from Conner’s room, and the morning news from Clint’s room. They are obviously awake, I shrug and start walking to school.

Walking with my head down, I bump into a very large and firm body Mmm, sorry,” I mumble.

The door in front of me is pushed open. A gruff voice that I know says, “Just go, Avery,”

My eyes bug out of my head, but I keep it down as I walk past Cassian. There is no way that my dream of The Trio being nice to me and everyone in the school looking at me as if I am a supermodel would come true. Fairytales do not exist. Dreams about The Trio wanting me and my life changing is another such outlandish fairytale. I propelled myself to my locker only to stop dead in my tracks. There right in front of me sprawled acrossed my locker in bole huge red letters is the words ‘DIRTY SLUT. This is likely the work of the Haity Hags, but it could have been the Tria too for all I know.

I put in the combination to open my vandalized locker, only to be splattered with red paint. Great, just fucking great, Not only was my face red with a combination of fury and embarrassment but so were all of my clothes. I take in a breath only to let go in a huge sigh as my shoulders slump. Proof that my dream was a fairytale. I slink and slither like the disgusting slime that I am to our headmaster’s office. I knocked lightly on Mr. Gray’s, the headmaster’s, door.

burly man with grey hair and glasses, opened the door. His eyes scanned me with concern, “Avery,

doubt splattering red paint everywhere, “No, I don’t know who did this,

Go, and if you need tomorrow off too, you

me.”

doors. On my way, I run into Conner and Clint who abruptly separate,

Clint

me does not care, but another part of me does. That part of me that cares is my dragon, Carter. But why does he care? She’s a human. Yes, she is assigned to es but we have

all of the red paint while he supervised. If I didn’t know that all of the red splatters was paint. I would assume that someone was murdered. I

Friday. We are to show all of the preparations that go into a Grand Ceremony and then describe the setting for the announcement of the mate bond as well as cook a dish that would be served at such a venue.

Avery

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paint skin is red and hurts, but at least the paint is gone. I don’t know If phone and research how to remove oil–based paint from fabric. It sa spots, but me keeping