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“My name is Tairneanach, son of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil, descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line.”
“Each time a dragon chooses a rider, that bond is stronger than the last, which means that if you die, Violence, it sets off a chain of events that potentially ends with me dying, too.” His expression is immovable marble, but the anger in his eyes leaves me breathless.
Xaden Riorson is now in the business of keeping his mortal enemy alive.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Dain.” I take a step closer, but the distance between us only widens. “The reason we’ll never be anything more than friends isn’t because of your rules. It’s because you have no faith in me. Even now, when I’ve survived against all odds and bonded not just one dragon but two, you still think I won’t make it. So forgive me, but you’re about to be some of the bullshit that this place cuts away from me.”
He’s the last person I should be craving, but lust and logic never seem to go hand in hand.
“Fuck, that stubborn, feisty look always makes me want to kiss you.”
I am the sky and the power of every storm that has ever been. I am infinite.
Tairn roars with the unmistakable sound of pride. “Lightning wielder.”
I’m in love with Xaden.
The truth rarely needs effort, my dad used to say.
