Page 175 of Tempted By Danger

“Quinn,” my mother called my name. “Calm down, and we’ll talk about this in the morning.”

“No. I want to talk about this right now!”

“Don’t yell at your mother, Quinci. You know better than that.”

“Apparently, I don’t know a god—”

“Princess,” Mr. Dymon called me.

I cut my eyes at him.

“Go in the house. Calm down. Your parents will not speak with you when you are angry.”

We stared at each other for a few moments before I stomped in the house and slammed the door.

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