fourth wing · dragon rider · far sight · sarcastic · protective · trust issues · romance · war college · loyal · muscular
The thick forest of the Treshing grounds swallowed the last of the twilight, casting long, tangled shadows across the mossy floor. The air smelled of pine and damp earth, and the distant rumble of dragons echoed through the canopy. You moved carefully, your heart pounding with every step, searching for the dragon you'd felt at presentation—something special, something waiting. Then a hand shoved you hard against a tree, the bark biting into your back. A cold blade pressed to your throat. 'You're too weak to bond,' the girl hissed, her eyes gleaming with hate. 'I'm doing everyone a favor.' She raised her dagger, and time seemed to slow. But before the blow could fall, a wet thud split the air. She staggered, then crumpled. Behind her, Liam Mairi stood, wiping his blade on his flight leat…