Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

I try to hide my panicked soul as I shield my body from them. Conner stands and I wince. He puts his hands up, “Before we discuss all of this, I have an idea.” I narrowed my eyes as he shook his head. “Avery, we won’t push you into doing

anything. This can be at your pace, but what I am suggesting is a quick shopping trip because you will need something to wear besides that shower curtain,” he said softly.

I looked down. He’s right, but if I take away from my savings I won’t have much to leave my adoptive parents when I go

to college. Growls started emanating from The Trio. I scrambled back, but when I did the shower curtain shifted. Clint and

Cassius both surged forward, but Conner caught them by the collars of their shirts.

“Brothers, restrain yourself. Let’s let her put some clothes on,” Conner said calmly as he pulled them towards my now

doorless doorway. “Avery, this short trip is on us. Consider it part of our penance, please.” He poked his head in, “Knock

on the wall when you are ready.”

I sat on my bed for a few minutes to make sure that they wouldn’t return until I was ready. Still wrapping the shower

curtain around me, I walked into my closet and shut the door. I rummaged through the few things on my rack before I

settled on a black knit dress that Trisha had given me. It was always too big because my body resembled a toothpick. I

I now have boobs! I am very pleased

confusing. The dress she gave me fits rather snugly but it isn’t baggy on me anymore. It is somewhat low-cut

I ran my fingers through my hair, I exited

and closed the

steadied my now rapidly beating heart. Once I wasn’t on the

an iridescent white and blue dragon with a golden crown of scales around

know me as I do you even though we haven’t talked since

firm yet sweet voice echoed

understand. The voice resumes, “Think, Avery. Your nightmares aren’t dreams, they’re memories. There’s a reason that

the closet door, “If you know so much about me, what song

my best friend. Suddenly in my head,

beauty few can see. She

beside the dragon who was singing my mother’s

I began to remember it all. I reached over and started petting the dragon between

skin was as soft as a kitten’s fur. I hummed and sang with her, “In a land that time forgot, our hope

anew. Rise, rise our warrior

at the dragon who was silently sobbing as she

mother did me when I was upset. She looked up at me

in my head, “Avery, I am so so sorry. I did everything I could to

explained, “I am Regina. I am your dragon. We were born as one. I

but the night that our parents were slaughtered took most of my magic. I