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

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

danger. Little did he know that the danger was already upon him.

Draven turned to face

dares to challenge me?” he snarled, his voice dripping with arrogance. But I was not intimidated. I was a

by his bravado. With a swift movement, I lunged

I was stronger, my claws digging into his flesh as I marked

pain and rage, but I paid no heed. I was consumed by the primal need to assert my dominance,

that I was the true alpha in these woods. And as I stood over him, my chest heaving

lust in his eyes. He knew that he had met his match, that he was no

veins.

let out a triumphant howl, the sound echoing through

he had been bested, that he was now at my mercy. And as I turned to leave, my mark

see, I knew that I had reclaimed my territory and

quiet once more, I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me. I was a werewolf, a creature of the night, and I would not

and mounted him. I was filled with a

of her. He untethered my wolf. I proceeded to ride him

moon started

**Draven**

so I used a portal to get us back into my room. I prepared a bath for her. She

a firm yet playful tone. I was a bit taken aback by the boldness of the

allure of Rory’s

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