That is how she wound up in Peri’s home, standing on a solid wood table looking at a room full of wolves, a fae, and one bored djinn. She turned to fully face Thad and placed her small hands on her small hips and glared at the old being.
“You claim to be all-powerful, and yet all you do is sit around on your pompous arse spouting off about how bored you are,” she huffed. “Well, I, for one, am sick of hearing about the all-powerful djinn but never seeing what they’re capable of.”
Thad’s face remained passive, betraying nothing of his thoughts.
“Adira, of the pixies.” His voice rumbled as he spoke. “Pray tell, who it is that continually boasts of my all-powerfulness?”
“And perhaps, just a thought, considering his all-powerfulness,” Elle spoke up, “be a tad less hostile.”
Adira frowned
