Dain was furious. No, he was more than furious. He was so angry he’d clenched his fists to the point where he’d drawn blood from the crescent-shaped intentions of his fingertips digging into his palm.

He’d entered the flight field with a gaze as dark as the night sky, locked onto you. After watching you dismount from your dragon, he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing far more tightly than ever before.

“I thought I’d lost you. Your bunk was empty, you were missing from Battle Brief, and then Professor Kaori let it slip you’d been sent to the front on an urgent matter. You…you didn’t even say goodbye.”

He buried his face into the crook of your neck. “You might be the fastest rider and dragon pair alive, but listen to me. Wherever you go, let me go with you. I need you. I…I can’t loose you.”