Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

Chapter 23: Manic Monday.

Avery

I spent the rest of the weekend in my room unless we went to dinner The Trio had the kitchen staff prepare a smorgasbord on Sunday night before June and Anton returned to their home. There was so much food that we could have fed the whole tribe. Yes, dragons eat a lot but even this was overboard. Is The Trio trying to friends? Is this their way of showing it?

press me? If so, why? Were they serious about wanting to be

I don’t have the time to ponder it right now. I showered. Instead of tting my hair spiral out of control or put it into a ponytail, I decided to do something different. After all, I feel different so I might as well look it. I braided my hair. After securing it with a ribbon, I put a few fresh flowers in it. Next, I put on the one pair of eans that I own and paired them with a nice blouse. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, something was still missing. So I grabbed a tube of lipgloss that Trisha had given me as a thank–you gift. It was the first gift that I had ever received from a friend.

I made my way into the kitchen. I expected to see the kitchen staff laying out breakfast but I was the only employee there. The Trio stood at the counter and the stove. “This can’t be that hard. Avery does it every day,” Cassius grumbled. Clint dumped a bowl of what I assumed was batter into the trash bin. “What the fuck are we doing wrong,” he sighs in frustration as Conner shrugs. “I am happy that I didn’t have to regenerate a finger chopping all of this,” he chuckled.

I thought for a moment about letting them continue to struggle, but couldn’t contain my desire to be useful and help. I grabbed my apron from the hook and put it on. Then I wedged myself between them, “Move over and let a woman show you how it’s done.” I

as I awaited their

said with a smile. When it is genuine, he does have a beautiful

I doing wrong?” Clint

the box of flour that they were using, “Are you making crepes or

are crepes?” Clint frustratedly

“Thin pancakes.”

be filling at all,” Clint huffs while the others laugh

am thankful that I always tried to help out at the orphanage. It helped prepare me

up. They even helped me rinse off our dishes and put them into the huge dishwasher before we headed to school. Conner offered to drive me and the others looked a bit jealous too. I don’t know

door, “Wait. You

regret everything just so you know. I am not dating Heidi anymore either no matter if she thinks that I am,” he says as he turns and