Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

Draven thinks that being stuck in this town without a mate is hell. I never thought I had a mate. I thought I was a lowly

human devoid of everything. At least he had magic, I didn’t even have that. Yes, there is something dark and wrong about

this town and there must be a reason none except for dragons can escape here. But that gave him no right to steal a

dragon. Could reliving my life kill him? Perhaps, but at least he will see and feel what it is like to truly suffer.

Draven fell to the ground crying. He took in a few sobering breaths as he wiped away his tears. As he sat back on his

heels, his eyes met mine. I could see and feel the change in him. “Mother or not, you didn’t deserve that. I will take a life

of solitude compared to what you endured.” His eyes then landed on my mates. “And you, you did nothing! What if her

being The Mother didn’t save her? Could you live with knowing that you doomed us all?”

Cassius turned his hand into Asher’s red paw and went to strike Draven. I reached out and grabbed his wrist. I pulled him

to face me. “Do not touch him! After I told you everything, you let them remain in Naga. You did nothing! I don’t care

that you regret it, you still did nothing! Now, now I am going to do something.” I turn to look at Draven as I put my

taloned hand on his shoulder, “And you are going to help!”

**Draven**

lived through real hell. Why did her dragon let it happen? Why was The Mother hidden

even she does not possess all of the answers. I

Mother Of Dragons, Mother Of Life, I beseech you-Sear this

her will! Let her

Rise oh

as she looks at

a dragon because we worship them and thought having one could break

beast is very appealing.”

lifted her taloned hand off of my shoulder and to my surprise, she offered me her hand. I felt an odd jolt. She

looks at the brothers, “Meet our new butler and

you can’t do that,”

when I see Tiamat in her. She isn’t just a descendant, she is

me and winked. She walked us to

worship. I failed her once and

brothers so Clint sat upfront with Avery on his lap. I felt their love and desire. I was both jealous and saddened by it because I

back, we are fixing this town. Take

building that still stands.”

goddess, you do not need

turns and looks me in the eyes, “Your intentions were good albeit extremely misguided, but good. The road to hell

while the road to heaven is paved with good actions. C.S. Lewis

gradual one. It is a gentle slope, soft underfoot,

what someone intends to do and the outcome of their actions. The

be tragic instead of the good intentions that led to them. This can be the

this town and its inhabitants.