Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Rory**

I knew it was time for me to mark Draven, so I suggested a bit of roleplay. “I want you to pretend to be an Alpha, and I

am going to hunt you.”

He chuckled and kissed me. “Whatever you want and you are comfortable with. Are we staying here or would you like me

to create somewhere else?”

“Here is perfect. Now get up and walk into the woods,” I said. He got up and I watch his ass giggle as he walked away. I

am one fortunate she wolf, and it doesn’t matter that he isn’t a werewolf either. I waited for the right moment.

When the full moon rose high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the dark forest, I could feel the beast within me

stirring. It had been weeks since I had tried to transform. It didn’t work, but I feel differently now and I feel the primal

urge to hunt and claim my territory was overwhelming. Tonight, I had a target in mind – Draven, my mate who I would

envision as the arrogant alpha of a rival pack who had been encroaching on our territory for far too long.

I stalked through the shadows, my senses heightened and my muscles coiled with anticipation. Draven’s scent was strong

in the air, a heady mix of musk and power that made my blood boil. I could hear him moving through the trees, his

footsteps heavy and purposeful. But I was not afraid. I was a werewolf, a creature of the night, and I would not be

a mere

I could see him standing at the edge of a clearing, his eyes scanning

was

my eyes glowing with feral intensity. Draven turned to face

voice dripping with

would not be cowed by his bravado. With a swift movement, I lunged at him, knocking him to the ground

struggled beneath me, but I was stronger, my claws digging into his flesh as I marked him

no heed. I was consumed by the primal need to assert my dominance,

true alpha in these woods. And as

lust in his eyes. He knew that he had met his match, that he

veins.

the sound echoing through the forest and sending a shiver

was now at my

to see, I knew that I had reclaimed my territory and asserted my

sense of satisfaction wash over me. I was a werewolf, a creature of the night, and I would

in a breath, I turned to Draven and mounted him. I was

in control of her. He untethered my wolf. I proceeded to ride him like he

until the moon started

**Draven**

portal to get us back into my room. I prepared a bath for her. She looked over at

yet playful tone. I was a

allure of Rory’s adventurous

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