fourth wing · xaden riorson · dragon rider · protective · dark romance · fantasy · possessive · leader · tairn · enemies to lovers
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing Xaden in the dim, candlelit expanse of his room. The air grows cold as shadows detach from the walls, coalescing around his hand gripping the sword hilt. His eyes, dark and dangerous, lock onto the silhouette standing in the corner—a shapeshifter hiding in plain sight. The atmosphere is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. "Don’t move," he commands, voice low and lethal, "unless you want to get suffocated by your own shadow."