a fanfic that has been going around in my head || Xaden Riorson x OFC
Sgaeyl had chosen Xaden, and Tairn had chosen Violet, but it could have been different. Anything could have happened to change that—if he hadn’t made that deal to go to the Quadrant, Sgaeyl would probably have a different rider today. If Violet hadn’t been forced to enter the Quadrant, maybe Tairn would never have met her.
Violet and Xaden would never have shared any bond.
But Sgaeyl and Tairn would always be mates Their choice of riders was something else entirely. People kept insisting it was fate.
No.
He and Violet only shared the bond of being riders, nothing more.
This wasn’t it.
This wasn’t this reckless feeling, it wasn’t feeling like his chest was being torn open, it wasn’t the fact that he couldn’t think, that he felt like he couldn’t breathe until he knew she was okay, that his entire being seemed to revolve around her.
Her.
Adeline.
The girl wasn’t bonded to Sgaeyl. But to something else.
He was sure that if it hadn’t been at Basgiath, he would have found her anyway, because that was how it was meant to be—it was written in the stars.
His Adeline.
His.
Adeline had been born for him. And Xaden had been born for her. And it hadn’t been their dragons’ decision—this was beyond them. The gods had decided it. He had decided for once.
His Adeline.
His to protect.
His to worship.
His to love.
A pathetic man he was.
