Destined (19 page)

“Yeah,” I said. “Sounds like a good idea.” I drew a deep breath and whispered, “Spirit, come to me.” I felt the air over my skin stir with the power of the element. “Shield Shaylin. Keep her thoughts private.”

“Oooh!” Shaylin giggled as the element washed over her. “That’s so cool, and you’re super purple when you do that.”

“Thanks, I guess,” I said. The new kid was definitely weird, but she seemed nice enough. I glanced back at the rest of the bus, picking out the Twins and Damien. “You guys keep your elements close, too.”

“I think whenever Neferet is around it’s an excellent opportunity for all of us to focus our thoughts on academics,” Damien said.

We stared at him.

“Academics?” Shaunee asked.

“Like homework and whatnot?” Erin added.

“Or are you talking about the fashion show that really is school to us?” Shaunee said.

“We’re confused,” Erin concluded.

Damien sighed dramatically. “Academics—as in school
work
. For instance, when Neferet is near you should practice memorizing the definitions for your vocabulary words.” He looked down his long nose at the Twins. “You two should start with the word
miscreants
.”

“I have sort of no idea what that means, Twin. What about you?” Erin asked.

“Don’t have a clue, Twin,” Shaunee said.

“Be still, brain-sharers. Queen Damien has a point. We haven’t been around Neferet like this in a while. Everyone needs to focus and keep their thoughts busy—and not busy on our business. Busy on stupid school business.” Aphrodite glanced at Rephaim. “Can Neferet read your mind?”

Rephaim looked surprised by the question, but hardly hesitated before saying, “She cannot.”

“You know that for sure?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“How?” Aphrodite asked.

“He doesn’t have to explain that to you,” Stevie Rae said.

“Yeah, he does.” Stark spoke before I could say anything. “Stevie Rae, you’re going to have to stop being so defensive about Rephaim. He used to be on Neferet’s side. He might have info we could use.”

“I was never on Neferet’s side.” Rephaim’s voice was as hard as the gaze he leveled on Stark. “I was on Kalona’s side. As were you.”

That totally shut Stark up, and I took the opportunity to step between them and say, “Whatever the specifics, what we mean is that you were on an opposite side, and that might help us now.” He looked at me and his gaze softened, though his expression was still guarded.

“I know Neferet can’t read my mind because she didn’t know about Stevie Rae and me.” He took Stevie Rae’s hand. “I tried not to think about you when she was near, but I couldn’t help myself. I thought of you. Often.”

Stevie Rae grinned and went up on her tiptoes to kiss him.

“Ugh,” Aphrodite said. “So, moving on quickly before I puke, it’s for sure that Neferet can’t read my mind, Zoey’s mind, or birdboy’s mind. The rest of you need to watch yourselves.”

“There is another bus that has just turned into the lane behind us,” Darius said, looking in the rearview mirror. “It says House of Night on the side of it, too.”

From one of the rear seats Johnny B called, “And it’s not short. Why can’t we get the normal-sized bus?”

“You ain’t normal,” Kramisha said.

“Your mom ain’t—”

“Okay, let’s get ready for school.” I cut him off.

“Which means get ready for battle,” Stark said.

“Park us,” I told Darius.

He parked and then he and Stark and Rephaim exited the bus first, followed by the rest of us. I figured I might as well face whatever was going on, so flanked by Stevie Rae and Stark, I marched straight up to Neferet, bowed semi-respectfully to her and more respectfully to Dragon, and the Warriors. Then I said formally, “Merry meet.”

“Oh, Zoey, Stevie Rae, I’m glad you and your students arrived with the other bus. It will save explanation time,” Neferet said cryptically.

Before I could brilliantly say “huh?” or anything, the other bus parked next to ours and with the weird Star Trek noise they all had, its doors opened.

And my seer stone began to heat up.

Aurox exited first.

Behind him Dallas stepped off the bus. I heard Stevie Rae’s shocked intake of breath. It was about then that my mouth flopped open because after Dallas a whole group of red fledglings,
the bad red fledglings,
including the totally awful Nichole and a very bruised up but still fat Kurtis kid exited the bus.

The red fledglings and Aurox lined up opposite us. I had a bizarre
West Side Story
dance scene flashback. Everything was weirdly quiet until Stevie Rae, in an unnaturally high-pitched voice, said, “Dallas, what in the Sam Hill are you doin’ here?”

Dallas lifted a lip. “I don’t answer to you.” He looked at Neferet and slowly, distinctly, fisted his right hand over his heart, bowed deeply, and said, “Merry meet, my High Priestess.” All the red fledglings behind him mimicked his greeting.

Neferet smiled graciously. Her voice was warm and deceptively kind. “What a lovely greeting. Thank you, Dallas.” When her emerald gaze turned from the new kids to Stevie Rae, her voice and eyes hardened. “I will answer your question, Stevie Rae. What they are doing here is the same thing you are doing here—attending classes. Oh, wait. There is a slight difference between them and your little group. Dallas and his red fledglings will be living here at the school, and I will be their High Priestess.”

“Is that him?” Dallas was staring at Rephaim, who was standing beside Stevie Rae. I could practically see the anger roll off him.

“Let me introduce you. Dallas, this is Rephaim. Oh, but, you two have already met, haven’t you?” Neferet sounded like she was making introductions at prom. I swear it was so darn freaky that I had to stifle the urge to ask Stark to smack me so I’d know I wasn’t dreaming.

Then my gaze went to Dallas, and the fear he made me feel told me no way was I sleeping. His eyes glowed faintly red. He looked feral and very, very dangerous. I remembered when I used to think he was so cute and nice. Well, that cute, nice kid must have died when this new red vampyre with his whip-looking tattoos Changed.

At my side, Stark moved restlessly closer to me.

At Dallas’s side, Aurox, who I’d been trying not to look at, moved restlessly closer to me.

“Yeah, like you said. We’ve met,” Dallas said.

“We have.” Rephaim’s voice was as hard and cold as Dallas’s, and it reminded me that I shouldn’t underestimate him just because he smiled so sweetly at Stevie Rae.

“While I have you all together, let me be very clear about something,” Neferet said, and our eyes turned to her. She looked so darn normal! Beautiful and regal and she sounded so darn reasonable that for a moment I felt a great sadness at the loss of who she could have been. “There has been unpleasantness between us in the recent past. That is over now. I will have no strife here, be you fledgling or vampyre, red or blue.”

“Unpleasantness?” Stevie Rae’s voice was incredulous. “They tried to kill me and Zoey!”

“Zoey
did
kill some of us!” Dallas shouted, and I was sure I heard the hum of electricity in the lines above our heads that fed the school.

“Wait, I didn’t want to. Nichole and Kurtis and those guys attacked me and—”

“Enough!” Neferet’s command held a frightening power that pulsed around us seeming to leach even the silver light of the risen moon. “I said the past is over. Stevie Rae and Zoey, if you cannot control yourselves then you will be expelled from this school. Dallas, the same goes for you. Aurox and the Sons of Erebus Warriors will be patrolling the halls and classrooms. If any violence breaks out they will end it. Immediately. Do I make myself clear?” No one spoke a word. Neferet’s smile was cold. “Good. Now, get to class.” She whirled around and, with that strange, gliding walk Neferet headed back to the main campus building and the classroom waiting there.

“There’s Darkness all around her,” Stark said in a voice that was low, but not low enough.

“She’s totally engulfed by it,” Rephaim said.

“Absolutely,” Stevie Rae said. Then she looked at Dragon and the other Warriors. “Don’t y’all not see it? It’s like sticky spiderwebs.” She jerked her thumb at Dallas and the other red fledglings. “I’ll bet they can see it.”

“Don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” Dallas said.

“Do you still have imaginary tea parties in the basement with your dollies?” Nichole asked sarcastically.

Dallas and his red fledglings laughed.

“Dallas, Neferet wants you to report to the media center. They’ve been having computer problems and she needs your help to straighten things out,” Dragon said, stepping up to stand between our two groups. The Sons of Erebus Warriors joined him, as did Aurox. “Shaylin, this is your class schedule. Stevie Rae can guide you around today.” He handed the new fledgling a piece of paper. “Stark, Darius,” Dragon continued. “Get to the stable and begin setting up for your classes. The rest of you do as the High Priestess ordered. First hour begins shortly.”

“Whatever the High Priestess wants sounds good to me,” Dallas said, and brushed past Rephaim with a sneer.

I watched Rephaim hold his ground. He didn’t look pissed off and all Crazy Boy, like he wanted to punch a locker or anything like that, but he did look solid and strong, and he stayed protectively close to Stevie Rae.

“Let’s go to class and try to ignore those idiots,” I said, taking Stark’s hand.

“They do not want to be ignored,” Rephaim said as we walked slowly to the main campus. “They’re here to cause problems.”

“Stirring the shit pot,” Stevie Rae said, and for some reason that made her and Rephaim smile.

Rephaim looked so totally teenage-human-boy-grinning-at-his-girlfriend that I had to remind myself he wasn’t exactly what he appeared to be. I needed to remember that I’d seen Raven Mockers fight, and I knew that they were mean and dangerous, so I was wondering about him, whether him actually fighting Dallas, if it came to that, would call alive an edge of Darkness within him, when I saw the change come over his expression. One second he was smiling at Stevie Rae, and the next his face had gone still, as if he could hear a sound no one else could. Then I blinked and he seemed normal again.

“Hey, do I really get to ride horses sixth hour?” Shaylin asked, reading her schedule while she tried to keep up with us.

“If it says Equestrian Studies you do,” Stevie Rae said. “See ya at lunch.” She grinned once more at Rephaim, waved at the rest of us, and then went over to Shaylin. “Lemme see.” She read the fledgling’s schedule. “Oh, good, you have Spells and Rituals first hour. You’ll like that class. I hear the new professor is cool.”

“Hey, what’s up with you?” Stark asked me.

“Not sure,” I said quietly. “Actually, probably nothing more than the fact that I’m going to sociology class, which is taught by Neferet. Talk about stress.”

“You’ll be fine. She’s pretending to be a professor and a High Priestess right now,” he said.

“Yeah, which means she’ll only humiliate me a little, versus ripping my head off with her claws,” I muttered.

“If she tries, be sure to run around a lot and be scared so I can get to you in time to save you.” He smiled his cocky grin at me, and I knew he was trying (unsuccessfully) to make me feel better.

“I’ll keep that in mind. See you at lunch.”

He kissed me, and then after one more worried look, headed toward the stables with Darius. Everyone scattered, leaving Damien, Rephaim, and me walking to class.

“You okay?” I asked Rephaim.

“Yes. Fine,” he said.

I seriously didn’t believe him, and I guess my sneaked peeks were super obvious because he finally stopped, sighed, and then he truly surprised me by saying, “Hey, Damien, I need to talk to Zoey. Can I meet you in class?”

Damien looked more than a little curious, but he was too polite to protest. “Sure, no problem. Don’t be late, though. The professors here really get annoyed about tardiness.”

“I’ll make sure he hurries,” I assured Damien, and then I slowed down so that Rephaim and I stayed outside the building when everyone else went in. “What’s up?”

“My father is here. I can feel his presence.”

“Kalona? Where?” I knew my eyes were all big and googly as I looked around us like I expected the immortal to pop out of the shadows.

“I don’t know where, but I want you to know that I haven’t contacted him, haven’t seen him, haven’t talked to him since he freed me.” Rephaim shook his head. “I-I don’t want you and the rest of your friends to think I’m keeping things from you.”

“Okay. Well, at least that’s a good thing. Do you have any idea what he wants?”

“No!”

“Okay, okay, I’m not accusing you of anything. You came to me with this, remember?”

“Yes, but I—” His face went still again. Then his eyes met mine and the sadness in them was so intense that it made my stomach ache. “He’s calling me.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Zoey

“Calling you? What the hell do you mean? I don’t hear anything.” I kept gawking around expecting the boogerman to jump at me.

“No.” He shook his head. “You wouldn’t hear it. I don’t even really
hear
it. Father can call me through the immortal blood we share. I didn’t think he’d still be able to after Nyx changed me.” He stared off into the distance, looking totally miserable. “But I’m not truly human. I’m still a mixture of beast and man and immortal. I still share his blood.”

“Hey, it’s okay. You’re doing your best. I see the way you look at Stevie Rae. I know you love her. And Nyx herself forgave you.”

He nodded and swept a hand across his face, which made me notice he had started to sweat. A lot.

Obviously, he noticed me noticing, and said, “It’s difficult not to respond to his call. I’ve never resisted him before.”

“Look, you stay right here. I’m gonna go get Stark and Darius and Stevie Rae. Then you can follow Kalona’s call. We’ll all go with you and show him that you’re really one of us—that he needs to leave you alone.”

“No! I don’t want everyone to know he’s here. Especially not Stevie Rae. She thinks I have to completely turn my back on him, but it’s so hard!” He put his hands together like he was begging me to understand. “He’s still my father.”