Broken Secrets: Book Three

By Alis Mitsy

Fyr and Carenath are getting on like a house on fire - the drake is even getting along with her younger brother! And that's unheard of! Her mother thinks Car is a delight, hanging out with them at home too without intruding, but the couple seeks a little privacy too for their own fun.

On her back in the bedroom, Fyr knows that they have to be quiet, sneaking around, taking their pleasures from each other where they can. They might be adults, but they are still living with their parents and the two of them don't want to be caught, no. That wouldn't be any fun at all!

But little do they know that things are shifting around them as eyes wander and a dragon's focus on scent brings a little something more to the forefront...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alis Mitsy
• Release date: Jan 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215981306

Alis Mitsy

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Broken Secrets

Book Three

Alis Mitsy

This work is copyrighted under the pen name of Alis Mitsy as of 2023.

This story may be published under other pen names belonging to the author.

All acts and characters are works of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.

Carenath and Fyr grew closer together, though it was a shame that the growing heat of summer, blistering into the pavement and chasing them from the parks, had rendered going outside in that heat a little harder to bear than usual. Dragons, a lot of the time, had greater trouble releasing heat from their bodies than other species, though some were less shamed about it and would simply sit with their jaws hanging wide open like crocodiles, allowing heat out in that way. Fyr’s frills held a little there too, but evolution had rendered them more aesthetic than functional on her body, too small overall to really make any difference.

Being at Fyr’s home so much, however, Car could not help but see Sasha around too, eyeing her out of the corner of his eye when he thought that she was not looking. He told himself that it was just a fascination with her, the dragoness being so different to his mom, and an interest in the family dynamics. Car had to admit that, growing up with his friends around, he’d never really seen a family dynamic that was anything outside the norm and Sasha being a single mom and a successful one too intrigued him.

Yet he couldn’t just come out and ask her how it was to be a single mother! Hell, that was rude! Even Carenath knew that, which must have meant that it was extra rude, for he was still of the age where he was told that his brain was developing and stupid things still sometimes came out of his mouth with a greater frequency than he was honestly proud to admit. At least, he hoped that was why he sometimes blurted things out without thinking, though he wanted to be on his best behaviour with Fyr.

He didn’t know what he thought of her, lying under the shade of the trees in her garden on a hot summer’s day, a day off for both of them, even though Car wished that they had even more time together. Fyr rested her head on his stomach, lying on her back too, though it was not the most comfortable of positions. Looking down at her, the drake could not find it in himself to care, not as her chest rose and fell softly in slumber, finally relaxed, even if it was still boiling out there. She’d been having trouble sleeping lately, even when he had stayed over a couple of times, frankly quite amazed that Sasha had even allowed it. He’d thought the walls there were quite thin, but maybe that was why the dragoness