Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

We sent the captives ahead because Regina couldn’t carry everyone and Draven was too weak to do a portal and I didn’t want to attempt one in my disheveled state. I am still concerned if my mates will hate me for what I did with Draven and

Rory. The grand doors of the Naga palace swing open, the heavy wood creaking as we step into the grand foyer. We are a

study in contrasts: my striking red and blonde hair cascading over my shoulders, my eyes rimmed with red from unshed

tears; Draven, his dark hair falling over his blue eyes, a shadow of a beard darkening his jaw; and Rory, her thin frame

tense, her eyes still radiating shock from what had transpired hours ago.

The air is thick with the scent of polished wood and the faint tang of magic. The sound of our footsteps echoes through

the empty hall, a stark contrast to the bustling activity that usually fills the palace. But today, the only movement comes

from the Trio—Cassius, Clint, and Conner—who stand at the top of the grand staircase, their eyes fixed on us.

Cassius, his lean frame clad in form-fitting leather armor, steps forward, his blue eyes piercing as they take in my

distraught state. Clint, his blue eyes flashing with concern, moves to stand beside him. Conner, his bright blue eyes

narrowed in thought, leans against the banister, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

As I catch sight of them, my eyes fill with tears, and I rush forward, my arms outstretched. “Cassius, Clint, Conner,” I cry, my voice breaking as I reach them. “I… I had to do things… terrible things to get us home.”

My words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken confession. The Trio exchange a glance, their faces unreadable, before

Cassius steps forward, his hand gently grasping my shoulder. “Avery, what happened?” he asks, his voice low and gentle.

But I can’t hold back the flood of emotions any longer. The words tumble out of me, a torrent of confession and shame.

“I… I had to fuck them,” I whisper, my eyes downcast. “The Ancient One, a stirgoi… it demanded a sacrifice, and I… I

couldn’t let Draven or Rory…” My voice trails off, but the implication is clear. The Trio stare at me, their faces a mask of

shock and hurt. Clint’s jaw tightens, his eyes flashing with anger, while Conner’s arms unfold, his hands clenching into

fists at his sides.

Cassius, his expression unreadable, takes a step back, his hand falling away from my shoulder. “I… we need to talk,” he

says, his voice tight. “Alone.” My eyes widen, and I reach out as if to stop them, but they’re already turning away, their

broad shoulders tense as they head down the hallway. I stand there, frozen, as the reality of what I have done settles over me like a shroud.

Draven and Rory exchange a glance, their faces pale, before Draven steps forward, his hand gently grasping my elbow.

“Come on,” he says, his voice low. “Let’s get you to your room. You need to rest.”

I allow myself to be led away, my feet moving mechanically as we make our way down the hallway. My mind is a

whirlwind of emotions: shame, guilt, and a deep, aching sadness. I can’t shake the feeling that I have lost something

precious, something I may never get back. As we reach my old room, Draven helps me inside, his hand gently guiding me

to the edge of the bed. “I’ll be right outside if you need me,” he says, his voice gentle. “Try to get some rest. I will never

desert you. Please rest and then wash up once you have the energy. If you need help, Rory and I are here for you…

always.”

I nod, my eyes fixed on the floor, as Draven closes the door behind him. I sit there, motionless, as the minutes tick by, the

silence pressing down on me like a weight. Meanwhile, the Trio has retreated to the library, a grand room lined with

shelves of ancient tomes and leather-bound volumes. They stand before the fireplace, their faces illuminated by the

flickering flames, as they discuss what they’ve just learned. I shut off the link because I can’t bear to hear them talk about

me and what I had to do and would do again to save the ones I love.

**Cassius**

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not that simple,” I interrupt, my voice low. “We don’t

It’s a stirgio and perhaps the last of its kind. It

could have.”

“But does that justify what she

All of them.” The room falls silent as the

tightens, his eyes flashing with a

darker.

silence. “We can’t let this come between us,” I say, my voice firm. “Avery’s been

meeting Clint’s. “We also need to make

relaxing slightly, as Conner speaks up. “Maybe we need to show her that there are

We fall silent, our eyes locked in

plan begins to form, a way to show

make it clear that what she

the sun begins to set, casting a golden glow over the palace,

to Avery. We

who’s been sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes red and swollen

our faces unreadable, as we close the door behind

forward, his eyes locking with Avery’s. “We’ve been talking,” he says, his voice low. “And we’ve decided

to speak, but Clint holds up

that what you did… it hurt us. It betrayed

sag, and she nods, her eyes filling with tears. “I know,” she whispers. “I’m so sorry. I never meant

apologies aren’t enough. You need

amends.”

in her chest. She

is terrified, but another part… another part is aroused by the prospect.

going to show you a night of passion unlike any you’ve ever

and seductive. “We’re going to take you, all of us, and we’re going to make you scream

breath hitches, her eyes widening as she takes in the implication. She knows what the offer is, what we

despite her fear, despite her shame, she feels

out to grasp her chin, his thumb brushing against her lower lip. “Are you ready

asks, his voice a low rumble. “To let us take control, to let us show

flick between tus, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows that this

And as much as it terrifies her, she knows that she wants

needs this.

her voice barely audible.

eyes flashing with approval,

as Clint and Conner move to stand behind her. She shivers as my

touch firm and possessive. Clint’s hands join his, their fingers intertwining as they

slow and

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shivers, her eyes closing as she feels the cool

pools at her feet. She stands there, naked and vulnerable, as we begin to undress, our eyes never leaving her body. My leather armor, which I wore in case she needed me on

Conner, his eyes locked on Avery’s, began to unbutton his shirt, his

as she takes in the sight of

to grasp her hip, my thumb brushing against her skin as I pull her towards me. “Get

I command, my voice low and

between us, her heart pounding in her chest, as

already hardening in anticipation. “Suck it,” I command,

us what you can

widen, but she doesn’t hesitate, reaching out to grasp my cock, her

up and down.

their eyes flashing with approval. I know she feels a spark of desire ignite within her as she

low. “Take it deep, Avery. Show us how much you want it.”

deeper into her mouth, her throat constricting around the thick shaft. She

pleasures me, as she hears my groans of pleasure,

are not content to let her dominate for long. Conner steps forward, his hand grasping

her neck.

hesitate, moving to position herself on the floor, her hands and knees

feels a shiver run down her spine as

your legs,” he commands, his

as she presents herself to them.