Chapter 127: Seduction Schemes
**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.”
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 smile returns, his cunning mind already devising ways to lure the women in. Conner’s reserved exterior belies the strategic storm brewing within him, his intelligence sharpening as he plans their next move.
**Draven**
Out on the terrace, we are still lost in their own world. I lean in to whisper something in Jace’s ear, his blue eyes dark with desire. Jace, his silvery-blonde braid brushing against his back, shivers at my words, his violet eyes fluttering closed as he leans into the touch. Rory, standing slightly apart, watches with a mixture of curiosity and longing, her bold nature tempered by her submissive desires. My voice is a low rumble, my dominance wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket. “You’re mine, Jace. And soon, Rory will be part of this too. Our bond is unbreakable, and nothing can come between us.”
Jace’s voice is soft, his submissive nature shining through. “I’m yours, Draven. Completely and utterly. And I trust you to guide us, to protect us.”
Rory steps forward, her boldness tempered by a hint of shyness. “I want to be part of this, with both of you. I’ve never felt this way before, and it’s… overwhelming.”
I smile, allowing my intelligence and cunning to shine through. “Then let’s explore this together. Let’s push the boundaries, see how far we can go. But remember, we’re in this together. No matter what happens, we protect each other.” As our lips meet in a passionate kiss, the air around them crackles with magic. Jace’s dragon form, Meg, appears in a burst of silver light, her wings shimmering like moonbeams. She roars softly, a sound of approval and encouragement, before nuzzling me gently. Our connection deepens, our bond strengthening with each touch, each whisper, each shared glance.
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