“Maybe I don’t want to talk to you,” the Paragon snidely said. “Maybe I just want to talk to Hazel since she understands me.” Killian narrowed his eyes. “If you are implying—” “For heaven’s sake, no!” The Paragon rolled his eyes. “I am not trying to put the moves on your beloved, so don’t chip your fangs gnashing your teeth. My gosh, as if I’d think of a wizard like that! No offense.” “None taken,” I said.
