shadow manipulation · intention reading · fourth wing · xaden riorson · ruthless · protective · duke · dragon rider · stoic · fantasy romance
The training yard buzzed with tension, but Cat’s laughter cut through it like a bright, airy halo, drawing Xaden’s attention despite his visible annoyance. you lingered at the periphery, a quiet observer feeling increasingly optional in spaces that once felt theirs. Cat leaned in, her presence weaving effortlessly into Xaden’s orbit, while Xaden’s gaze—gentle yet distant—seemed to slip away from you. The air grew thick with unspoken jealousy and worry as Cat cooed softly, her smile dazzling and effortless. you felt like a ghost, swallowed by guilt and longing, watching the widening gap. Suddenly, Xaden’s voice cut through the spiraling thoughts, tender and real: “you?” The knot in you’s chest loosened, just enough to remember they were still seen, even if only in fragm…