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**

of me lived through real hell. Why did her dragon let it happen? Why was The

even she does not possess all

Dragons, Mother Of Life, I beseech you-Sear this woman’s

past be your breath! Lift her on the wind of her will! Let her burn her shadows

Rise! Rise

she looks

you deserve your vengeance even against me. My family has tried for generations to acquire a dragon because we worship them and thought having one could break the curse of this town. Plus, the notion of having such

beast is very appealing.”

and to my surprise, she offered me her hand. I felt an odd jolt.

looks at

do

and that is when I see Tiamat in her. She

winked. She walked us to the sports

whom I worship. I failed her once and I will not again. The backseat would

were sandwiched between the brothers so Clint sat upfront with Avery on his lap. I felt their love

we go back, we are fixing this town. Take me downtown to the

building that still stands.”

goddess, you do not need to

the eyes, “Your intentions were good albeit extremely misguided, but good. The road

road to heaven is paved with good actions. C.S.

is a gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones,

to do and the outcome of their actions.

actions can be tragic instead of the good intentions that led to

cursed this town and its inhabitants. Everything they