Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

The air crackles with tension as we gather in the dimly lit chamber, our eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and

determination. The scheming women, lured into the room under the pretense of a private gathering, are oblivious to the

trap they’ve walked into. Their laughter echoes through the space, a grating sound that grates on my nerves. I stand tall,

my regal attire shimmering under the soft glow of the chandelier. “Ladies,” I began, my voice smooth yet laced with steel,

“I believe you’ve mistaken our hospitality for weakness. But tonight, you’ll learn just how wrong you are.”

The women freeze, their smiles faltering as they sense the shift in the atmosphere. Cassius steps forward, his lean frame

exuding raw power, his blue eyes cold and calculating. “You thought you could manipulate us, play us against each other.

But we’ve been playing you from the start.”

Clint’s charming smile twists into something darker, his blue eyes glinting with amusement. “And now, it’s time for the

game to end.”

Conner, ever the strategist, leans against the wall, his arms crossed. His blue eyes scan the room, taking in every detail,

every reaction. “You’ve made a grave mistake. One that won’t go unpunished.”

The women exchange nervous glances, their confidence crumbling. One of them, a tall brunette with a sharp tongue,

steps forward, her voice trembling. “You… you can’t do this. We’ve done nothing wrong.”

My lips curl into a mocking smile. “Oh, but you have. And one of you has a tie to Cora, don’t you?” I pause, my gaze

locking onto a redhead with a familiar smirk. “You thought we wouldn’t notice? That we wouldn’t connect the dots?”

The redhead’s eyes widen, her composure cracking. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

My smile fades, replaced by a cold, hard expression. “Call James,” I command, my voice echoing through the room. “He

needs to hear this.”

strides into the chamber, his

women, his expression unreadable. “What’s this about,

gesturing to the redhead. “This one has ties to Cora. She was

pack, trying to assassinate you when

jaw tightening.

in a silent plea.

with a thunderous roar. The women scream, backing away in

with the traitor,” James orders, his voice cold as ice. Typhon wastes no

fire. Her screams

eyes gleaming with a

could play with fire and

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dominance radiating off him in waves. “We’ll

flank the women, their expressions dark and unrelenting. I raise my hands, my magic surging to

precision and cruelty. Their screams

in their suffering. With a final, decisive motion, I end

flash of light. The room falls silent, the air thick with the scent

in approval, his gaze lingering on me with a mixture of pride and desire. “Well done. You’ve proven

straighten, my regal demeanor returning as I lead my mates to

and laughter of the guests drift up, a stark

the crowd. “I am Queen,

come between us will face a fate worse than death.” My words send a ripple through the

The men beside me are visibly turned on by

with desire.

waist, pulling

to my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “We’re all yours.

hand brushes mine, his touch electric.

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yet tender. “You’ve claimed your throne, Avery. Now, let us celebrate.”

whisk me away to a private

the world as we

and tender. His hands roam

his voice thick with