Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Draven**

I used our link to tell Avery about the women’s plan to seduce her mates. I know that Avery, resplendent in her regal

attire, her dragon-scale jewelry glinting under the chandelier’s light, stands apart from the crowd. Her piercing eyes scan

the room, her sharp mind already calculating the next move in the game of seduction and counterplay that has begun to

unfold. She’s determined to ensure her mates and allies are not caught off guard. I know that if I am needed, she will call

for me.

So I focus on my mates out on the terrace. The moonlight bathes us in a soft glow, highlighting my dark, dominant

presence, Jace’s delicate, submissive grace, and Rory’s bold, yet submissive energy. Our bond, newly forged and

strengthened by magic, pulses between us like a living thing. But the whispers of the women’s scheme linger in the back

of their minds, a reminder that our sanctuary is not as secure as it seems.

**Avery**

I see Cassius, Clint, and Conner, unaware of the storm brewing around them, are engaged in a heated discussion near the

fireplace. Cassius’s piercing blue eyes flash with intensity as he gestures animatedly, his leather armor creaking with his movements. Clint, leaning casually against the mantel, his eyes sparkling with mischief, listens with a smirk. Conner,

standing slightly apart, his sharp features softened by a rare moment of relaxation, observes the exchange with a quiet

intelligence. Their camaraderie is palpable, but the undercurrent of tension in the room is beginning to seep into their

conversation.

I approach the Trio, my steps measured and deliberate. My presence commands attention, and the men fall silent as I join

them. “There’s something you should know,” I begin, my voice low and steady. “The women’s plot to seduce you three is more than just a game. They’re organized, and they’re determined. Draven, Jace, and Rory have already caught wind of it,

but they’re focusing on their own bond for now.”

Cassius’s brow furrows, his dominant nature bristling at the idea of being targeted. “We’re not prey to be hunted,” he

growls, his voice laced with a warning.

Clint’s smirk fades, replaced by a calculating glint in his eyes. “This could be an opportunity,” he muses, his cunning mind

already spinning with possibilities. “If they’re coming for us, why not turn the tables? Make them the ones chasing their

tails.”

Conner, ever the strategist, crosses his arms, his bright blue eyes narrowing in thought. “We need to know more about

their motives. Are they acting alone, or is there someone pulling their strings? And how does this affect Draven and the

others?”

My lips curl into a sly smile. “That’s where it gets interesting. Draven’s not just sitting idly by. He’s exploring a mating

bond with Jace, and possibly Rory. Their connection is deepening, but it’s also making them more vulnerable. If the women’s scheme succeeds, it could disrupt everything.”

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Cassius’s jaw tightens, his protective instincts flaring. “Then we need to protect them. Draven’s one of us, and Jace… he’s

become part of our circle. We can’t let them be used as pawns.”

Clint’s eyes gleam with a dangerous light. “Protecting them is one thing, but what if we use this to our advantage? What

if we draw the women in, make them think they’re winning, only to flip the script? It could be a game of seduction and

counter-seduction, with us holding all the cards.”

Conner’s lips twitch in a rare moment of amusement. “You’re enjoying this far too much, Clint. But you’re right. If we’re

going to play this game, we need to do it intelligently. We can’t let emotions cloud our judgment.”

My gaze sweeps over the three men, my mind racing with the possibilities. “Then it’s settled. We’ll play along, but on our

terms. Draven, Jace, and Rory will need to be informed, but we’ll handle this as a united front. The women think they’re

pulling the strings, but we’ll be the ones orchestrating the dance.”

I leave my link open because I want to know what my mates are thinking. As the group disperses, each man’s mind is

aflame with anticipation. Cassius feels a surge of adrenaline, his dominant nature relishing the challenge. Clint’s charming

his cunning mind already devising ways to lure the women in. Conner’s reserved exterior

his intelligence sharpening as he plans their next

**Draven**

world. I lean in to whisper something in Jace’s ear, his blue eyes

silvery-blonde braid brushing against his back, shivers

with a mixture of curiosity

by her submissive desires. My voice is a low rumble, my dominance wrapping

Jace. And soon, Rory will be part of this too.

submissive nature shining through. “I’m yours, Draven. Completely

to protect

forward, her boldness tempered by a hint of shyness. “I want to

this way before, and it’s…

my intelligence and cunning to shine through. “Then let’s explore this

go. But remember, we’re in this together. No matter what

passionate kiss, the air around them crackles with magic. Jace’s dragon

burst of silver light, her wings shimmering like moonbeams. She roars softly, a sound of

gently. Our connection deepens, our bond strengthening with each touch,

shared glance.

wears on, the estate becomes a stage for a complex dance of desire, manipulation, and loyalty. James

matters but would be at my side if I needed him. The Trio and I move through the crowd,

calculated and deliberate. Each smile, each touch, each whispered word is a

the tables on their

Clint corners one of the women,

a dangerous game,” he murmurs, his blue eyes gleaming

to target someone

confident smirk, leans in, her scent intoxicating. “Oh,

as much a player as we are. And let’s be honest, you’re

on.”

racing. “Then let’s see how far you’re willing to go. Because

only just

engages another woman in conversation, his reserved nature hiding

his bright blue eyes studying her intently. “What is it that you hope to gain from all

redhead with a bold presence, meets his gaze without flinching. “What

Influence. And maybe, just maybe, a taste of someone

twitch in a rare moment of amusement. “Then you’re in for a surprise. Because I’m not as easily

you think.”

the fireplace, watches the interactions with a sharp

by the challenge. A woman approaches him, her curves

she purrs, her voice low and husky. “I’ve heard so much about you. They say you’re

take

growl. “You’re playing with

going to get burned.”

the tension in the room is palpable. The women’s scheme is in

We have turned the tables, using the women’s desires against them, drawing them into

making.

**Rory**

private chamber. I see Draven and Jace immersed in each other,

dance of desire. Draven’s long black hair cascades

his blue eyes dark with want. Jace, his silvery-blonde braid brushing against the pillow, moans softly, his violet

he surrenders to

thick with desire. “So perfect.

you how much you mean to

voice is a breathy whisper, his submissive nature shining through. “I’m yours, Draven. Do with me as you please.

trust you completely.”

wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket.

body, his hands roaming

the touch, his skin tingling with anticipation.

me, Draven,” he

everywhere.”

low, rumbling sound that sends shivers down Jace’s spine. “Impatient, aren’t we? But I like that.

how much you want me.” He kisses Jace’s neck, his lips trailing down to Jace’s chest, where he pauses

nipples. He sucks and nips at

soft moans from

himself in the

breath hot and moist. “I’m getting to it, love. But I

every moment.”

against Jace’s skin,

navel, dipping his tongue into the indentation, before continuing his

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body tense with anticipation. He knows what’s coming, and he can’t wait. He spreads

to Draven, his breath coming

voice a low rumble that vibrates against Jace’s skin. “Eager,

positions himself between Jace’s legs, his hands roaming over Jace’s

muscles. He leans in, his lips brushing against Jace’s ear, his

desire. “Ready to let me take you,