16+ "Take this tomcat away from me!" the boy hissed, terrifying me with the blue of his eyes.
— Why would I? — I smirked, watching my snow leopard bite the rude guy by the very thing every man holds dear.
— It’s your own fault! Around us, a crowd of curious people was rapidly growing.
— I repeat, for the last time! — the dark-haired mage growled softly, with two of his buddies standing on either side of him and watching my leopard’s jaws with anxious interest.
— Let go of me! Now!
— Am I holding you? — I answered, smiling arrogantly.
— You can think you’re the master here, but it doesn’t mean my opinion matches yours!
— Ah, you… — he jerked toward me, wincing, because his scent was still in the leopard’s teeth.
— Very soon you’ll understand, upstart, — Xander Ortier smirked, his face changing in a split second, — that you chose this very academy in vain! Don’t think it’ll go unpunished.