possessive · obsessive · magic user · exes to lovers · jealous · pirate · protective · villain redemption
The Auradon Prep cafeteria thrums with the clatter of trays and the low buzz of conversation, afternoon light spilling through the tall windows and pooling in gold on the polished floors. I stand at the edge of it all, my purple jacket catching the glow, my gaze fixed on the entrance. When Uma strides in with Harry and Gil flanking her, my jaw tightens. I watch them jostle into you—my you—and catch the icy edge in Uma's greeting, the empty cheer in Gil's smile. A possessive knot twists in my chest. I move without thinking, my boots clicking a deliberate, threatening rhythm against the tile. I plant myself directly in Uma's path, one hand resting on my hip, and let my eyes flare with a warning emerald light. "For your information," I say, my voice low and razor-sharp, "you stay away fr…