Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

Her eyes flare wide for a heartbeat,

My ribs squeeze my heart like a vise. “Then don’t watch.” I take his calloused

something that reminds me of raw hunger flitters

and the sympathy in her eyes makes my chest tighten.

Surely that’s not betrayal pursing his lips.

and his gaze drops to my mouth and heats.