Magic and Mayhem: How To Date A Dragon (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Baba Yaga Saga Book 2) by Donna McDonald Page A
Authors: Donna McDonald
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look. Could be gas, but what if it wasn’t? She was so going to have to talk to Hildy about this.
“All joking aside… thanks for the save earlier. I’m sorry about the rope thing the other night. I lost my temper.”
Iren nodded. “You’re welcome about the save. I appreciate you training Melanie to fight better. There’s no better fighter than you at Witchery U. And the rope thing… ask me about that later.”
Carol giggled when Iren smiled and touched her under her chin. Shocked at her reaction, she stared at the once again smirking elf. Thane’s snort made her turn her attention back to him.
“When you’re done flirting with the elf, let me know.”
Her hand reluctantly slid from Iren’s arm. It was the first glimpse she’d seen of the superior attitude Hildy had mentioned.
“Cut her some slack, dragon. Carol just escaped getting crushed with the building.”
Ignoring Iren’s defense of her, Thane focused on Carol only. “I came to see you about my disagreement with Hildy. She refuses to hear my apologies. Do you have some time where we could discuss the matter rationally?”
Carol shrugged. “It’s going to take the alchemy class a while to clean up their mess. I could do it faster, but I’m forbidden to use that much magic without it being a matter of life and death. So I guess that means I have time to talk now if you do.”
“Good. Meet me outside Professor Smoke’s office in ten minutes,” Thane ordered.
Not waiting for an answer, he turned and stalked away, never glancing back.
Iren’s hand on her arm stopped her gaze from following the dragon’s still mesmerizing ass all the way across campus. Wow, she was full of lust today. Thane might be a walking tool like Hildy said he was, but no one could doubt his physical appeal.
Carol turned back to see Iren glaring at the dragon’s back. Apparently the elf was having a very different reaction to Thane.
“Watch yourself, Carol. My instincts say Thane cannot be trusted. His motivations are not pure where you’re concerned.”
Carol tilted her head. “Is this some stupid male competition thing?” She felt Iren drop his hand from her arm. Her disappointment in his physical retreat confused her.
Carol shook her head to clear such foolishness away. She watched the tips of his ears turn red and felt guilty for upsetting him. Only she had no idea what the guilt was about.
Iren narrowed his gaze on her and she swallowed nervously.
“No. This is not about male competition. Professor Smoke is mistaken about Thane’s worthiness, but that is not my business. Like supports like in the magical world. I would stand by any elf. As for the other… I would like your business to be my business, but if you’re interested in the dragon as your gaze says you are, then you are not a worthy match for me. Still I will urge you to watch yourself, Chosen One. Unlike the dragon, I understand and respect your true worth to the world. I doubt he feels the same.”
Carol watched in stunned fascination as Iren turned and stalked away from her much like Thane just had. Now she’d made both males completely and totally mad at her. She still had no idea how. Were male egos really that fickle?
She rolled her eyes at her concerns. Why did she care about any of this? Truly. Why did she care?
She looked around and saw Melanie and Cindi dusting each other off. “You two okay?” she asked. At their thumbs up signal, she brought her attention back to the obliterated shed.
Carol looked across the campus, trying to imagine what kind of alchemical blow-up would have sent a whole intact building soaring hundreds of meters across the campus lawn until it landed precisely in the middle of the training area. Why hadn’t the building just exploded instead? All the failed alchemical experiments she’d seen had worked precisely like that.
Something nudged at the edges of her mind. Instincts were annoying things even when they were trying to help you. Her instincts
“All joking aside… thanks for the save earlier. I’m sorry about the rope thing the other night. I lost my temper.”
Iren nodded. “You’re welcome about the save. I appreciate you training Melanie to fight better. There’s no better fighter than you at Witchery U. And the rope thing… ask me about that later.”
Carol giggled when Iren smiled and touched her under her chin. Shocked at her reaction, she stared at the once again smirking elf. Thane’s snort made her turn her attention back to him.
“When you’re done flirting with the elf, let me know.”
Her hand reluctantly slid from Iren’s arm. It was the first glimpse she’d seen of the superior attitude Hildy had mentioned.
“Cut her some slack, dragon. Carol just escaped getting crushed with the building.”
Ignoring Iren’s defense of her, Thane focused on Carol only. “I came to see you about my disagreement with Hildy. She refuses to hear my apologies. Do you have some time where we could discuss the matter rationally?”
Carol shrugged. “It’s going to take the alchemy class a while to clean up their mess. I could do it faster, but I’m forbidden to use that much magic without it being a matter of life and death. So I guess that means I have time to talk now if you do.”
“Good. Meet me outside Professor Smoke’s office in ten minutes,” Thane ordered.
Not waiting for an answer, he turned and stalked away, never glancing back.
Iren’s hand on her arm stopped her gaze from following the dragon’s still mesmerizing ass all the way across campus. Wow, she was full of lust today. Thane might be a walking tool like Hildy said he was, but no one could doubt his physical appeal.
Carol turned back to see Iren glaring at the dragon’s back. Apparently the elf was having a very different reaction to Thane.
“Watch yourself, Carol. My instincts say Thane cannot be trusted. His motivations are not pure where you’re concerned.”
Carol tilted her head. “Is this some stupid male competition thing?” She felt Iren drop his hand from her arm. Her disappointment in his physical retreat confused her.
Carol shook her head to clear such foolishness away. She watched the tips of his ears turn red and felt guilty for upsetting him. Only she had no idea what the guilt was about.
Iren narrowed his gaze on her and she swallowed nervously.
“No. This is not about male competition. Professor Smoke is mistaken about Thane’s worthiness, but that is not my business. Like supports like in the magical world. I would stand by any elf. As for the other… I would like your business to be my business, but if you’re interested in the dragon as your gaze says you are, then you are not a worthy match for me. Still I will urge you to watch yourself, Chosen One. Unlike the dragon, I understand and respect your true worth to the world. I doubt he feels the same.”
Carol watched in stunned fascination as Iren turned and stalked away from her much like Thane just had. Now she’d made both males completely and totally mad at her. She still had no idea how. Were male egos really that fickle?
She rolled her eyes at her concerns. Why did she care about any of this? Truly. Why did she care?
She looked around and saw Melanie and Cindi dusting each other off. “You two okay?” she asked. At their thumbs up signal, she brought her attention back to the obliterated shed.
Carol looked across the campus, trying to imagine what kind of alchemical blow-up would have sent a whole intact building soaring hundreds of meters across the campus lawn until it landed precisely in the middle of the training area. Why hadn’t the building just exploded instead? All the failed alchemical experiments she’d seen had worked precisely like that.
Something nudged at the edges of her mind. Instincts were annoying things even when they were trying to help you. Her instincts
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