“What the hell took you so long!” Zeda rounded on Adrian the moment he exited a cab.

He frowned and took a step back from the raw anger on her face. “Someone punctured the tires of my car and—”

“And you couldn’t run here? Mages are so weak,” Torvin cut him off, shaking his head.

“Then why can’t you put out the fire since you’re so powerful, animal?” Adrian shot back, his voice cold.

“What?” Torvin took a step forward, his golden eyes glittering. Adrian also ...