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“There is no me without you,”
He’ll be the first to die if I’m not exactly what he called me under that tree all those months ago. Violence.
I have to be as strategic as Brennan and as confident as Mira.
“Aren’t you a little small for a dragon rider?” the venin hisses. “Big enough to kill you.” Tairn and I are dead if I don’t do something. “I need you to stay level,” I tell Tairn, unbuckling my thigh straps.
The venin is disoriented, her back turned toward me. I plunge the runed dagger between her ribs—right where Xaden showed me all those months ago—and yank it out so I don’t lose it.
When a dragon dies, so does its rider. But apparently when a venin dies, so do the wyvern they created. All of them. That’s how we can save everyone on this battlefield.
“We have to take out the riders,” I whisper. “Yes,” Tairn agrees, following my thoughts. “Excellent idea.”
Of course he wants me to live. I’m integral to his survival.
“Her blood is fucking black,” Xaden snaps and his arms tighten, holding me to his chest.
Until a few hours ago, I didn’t even know venin existed outside fables, and now there’s nothing but pain and death. It’s only a matter of time, and mine is short.
I’d ordered my foster brother to keep her safe, and that order got him killed. His death is on me.
“Melgren can’t see the outcome when more than three of you are together. That’s why you’re not allowed to assemble.”
so I take from my pocket the palm-size, freshly finished carving of Andarna Liam had been working on.
The ease with which I let you into my heart and didn’t get the same in return.”
“I’ll tell you anything you want to know and everything you don’t. I’ll spend every single day of my life earning back your trust.” I’d forgotten what it felt like to be loved, really,
And Mom… Not going there.
“That definitely wasn’t an accident, little sister,” he says from the doorway.

