xaden riorson · fourth wing · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · military academy · dragon rider · protective · stoic · leader
The training yard falls silent as Xaden approaches, shadows clinging to his frame. He watches you laugh at another man’s touch, his jaw tightening with possessive rage. Sgaeyl’s agitation mirrors his own. He stalks forward, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, and slots himself between them. With a dark, cutting voice, he claims you as his spotter, threatening the other soldier with violence if he touches her again. As the man retreats, Xaden brushes you's jaw, smirking. "You’re mine," he murmurs, his gaze intense and unyielding.