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“Rowan is my fiance,” Xaden says. His arms are crossed and the look on his face has shifted from shock to a cold hatred.
“Former,” I correct with a glare.
“Former fiance,” he concedes.
A Xaden/OFC story set the year before the events of Fourth Wing that follows Rowan Tauri, Violet’s best friend and Princess of Navarre, as she joins the riders quadrant determined to die. It’s too bad that Xaden Riorson is determined to keep her alive.
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“Don’t pull a dagger out if you aren’t prepared to use it, Rowan,” he says.
“Sorry. Did you want me to stab you?” I ask, pushing the dagger a little harder – enough to pierce through his leathers but not his skin.
“If it meant I trusted you would take the killing blow in a fight if given the chance.”
“Never pegged you as being into knife play,” I cut back. It was meant as a joke, but the heat of his gaze on me makes me regret it. Especially with his body pressed against mine on this damn mat. I can feel the heat of his breath on my face. We are veering into dangerous territory. Maybe not for him, but certainly for me.
“Spend a lot of time imagining what I am into?” He asks. I can feel the flush reach my cheeks.
“No,” I cut back hoping my tone is harsh enough to diffuse… whatever this is. “I do my best not to think of you at all.”
“Your best?” He echoes. I wince at the slip. Instead of answering, I push the dagger a little farther. I don’t want to hurt him, not really, but just about now the idea of drawing a little blood sounds good. Fantastic even. After all, he had hurt me. Maybe not physically, but he had hurt me all the same. And since he very clearly had not returned my feelings all those years ago, maybe a flesh wound was the only way I could even the fucking score. He doesn’t flinch though. Barely even reacts. His eyes are still locked on me.
“A little busy here, Imogen,” he says starling me. I twist as best I can underneath his still unrelenting hold to see Imogen watching us with a scorn.
“I can see that,” I see her say. It’s hard to make out her words from this angle, but it is easy enough to fill in the gaps from what I can make out.
“Actually, we are done here,” I say looking back to Xaden. “Xaden was just realizing that healing from a punctured lung would be exceedingly inconvenient right now.”
Xaden doesn’t move for another moment. He eyes stay locked on mine. His expression is almost… reluctant. Then, he takes his arm off my neck, and I move my blade so he can push up from the mat.
Imogen’s expression is bitter and reproachful as she watches him gather his things and they leave the gym.
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Chapter 16