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I’m tethered to Xaden Riorson.
I belong to Tairn and Andarna…and, in some really fucked-up way…Xaden.
He’d do anything. Except break the rules.
The thrill is gone in less than a heartbeat. There’s no heat. No energy. No sharp slice of lust. Disappointment sours the moment, but not for Dain. He’s all smiles as he pulls away.
It was everything I’ve ever wanted…except… Shit. I don’t want it anymore.
I’m not about to have you sticking daggers into my leg to climb up. Now let’s go.”
and I can’t deny the truth. “I’m happy.”
“It’s easy when the second home is the right one.” And that is what the Riders Quadrant has become to me—the right home.
He’s more of the char-first-ask-questions-later type.”
“You’re all fucking dead.” His voice is
eerily calm and all the scarier for it.
Not that I wouldn’t climb the man like a tree if presented with the right set of circumstances. I
I refuse to sleep on your fucking floor like some kind of guard dog.”
“At some point, you and I are going to have to start trusting each other, Sorrengail. The rest of our lives depend on it.”
Even the most effective poisons come in pretty packages, and Xaden’s exactly that—as
as beautiful as he is lethal.
Because I want him.
He’s the last person I should be craving, but lust and logic never seem to go hand in hand.
He’s locked in conversation with Garrick, not paying me a speck of attention. Except, apparently, he is.
It’s impossible to rip my eyes away until he passes, though. Gods, I have it bad.
“That day in the field, you fucking ran when it was three on one, and we both know when it comes down to it, you’ll run again. That’s what cowards do.”
“You choose the oddest times to defend her, Aetos.” Xaden all but rolls his eyes as he looks at Dain. “And the most convenient times not to.”
“You are astonishing.” He shakes his head. “I couldn’t do that for weeks.”
I want him. Only him. Here. Now. Anywhere. Whenever.
“I finished this for you,” Liam says, handing me a figurine as we climb the wide
spiral staircase to the third floor. It’s Tairn. He’s even mastered his snarl.
I do not need protection, and if I do—I’ve got two badass dragons who have my back. Can you respect that?”
“You’re all worried about the integrity of the wing because Riorson might have to visit to keep his dragon happy but, Violet, he’s not the most powerful rider of our generation. You are.”
“We’re going to break into my mother’s office.”
“Scribes freak me out. Quiet little know-it-alls, acting like they can make or break someone by writing something down.”
“Sure could use Xaden right about now.” “You’re doing great,” Andarna assures me in the happiest of tones. I swear, nothing bothers her. She’s the most fearless kid I’ve ever met, and I grew up with Mira.
but I ignore it all as Xaden tilts one corner of that beautiful mouth and tips an imaginary hat to me, bowing his head for a heartbeat before bringing his gaze back to hold mine.
“I didn’t die! You’re not an only child!”
And then you went and not only bonded one of the most powerful dragons alive but a feathertail, too.”
“My baby sister is a badass.”
“You mean the book I snagged just in case Mom got a wild hair and decided to clean out your things while you were in the
quadrant?”
“Turns out, about three days is their max.” Xaden steps out of the shadows.
“You never considered that it was you I couldn’t stay away from?”
“Leave for me, Violet.”
Maybe it was the first time I recklessly kissed you or when I realized I’m fucked because I can’t stop thinking about doing more than just kissing you.”
My chest aches at the thought that he won’t be here.
“I hear it’s all the fashion,” Tairn brags.
“Considering I had it made for you
And if anything, you’ll be doing Tairn a favor by freeing all his power and taking the weight of worry off his mind. Mine too, if that helps matters.”
“Lightning wielder.”
Jack is dead. I killed him.
“I’m proud you’re mine.”
“The world is a better place without Barlowe in it. We both know that.
I am glad you killed him.”
