Chapter Thirteen“Well, well,” said a deep voice beside me.
I turned, only to find myself face-to-face with violet-blue eyes and an aura so thin I could hardly discern the color right.
Diggy turned, his eyes going icy cold. It was a wonder that the temperature didn't drop. “Well, well,” Diggy drawled in return, eyeing the man up and down. “Look what the storm dragged in.”
“Storm, no. But I did catch sight of Iris around,” he responded with a fake smile, so thin and brittle, it should have cracked like ice.
Diggy took a casual step forward, half-covering me, disguising the gesture with a mock bow. “If it isn't Akinzo, finally back from a long vacation from wherever. It's so good of you to join us,” he scoffed.
“It was a wonderful vacation. I saw so much, learned so much. There's so much
