into this campus. You can see how much he's upsetting the cats.'
'They'll get used to him. They did at the Chicago House of Night. She's usually pretty good about not chasing them around, but that gray cat really did ask for it with that whole hissing and scratching thing.'
'Uh-oh,' Damien whispered.
I didn't need to look—I could sense the Twins puffing up like blowfish.
'My goodness, what is all this noise about?' Neferet swept into the room, looking beautiful and powerful and completely in control.
I watched the new kid's eyes widen as he took in her gorgeousness. It was soooo annoying that everybody automatically fell stupid at their first glimpse of our High Priestess and my nemesis, Neferet.
'Neferet, I apologize for the disruption.' Dragon placed his fist over his heart and bowed respectfully to his High Priestess. 'This is my new fledgling. He arrived only moments ago.'
'That explains how the fledgling got here. It does not explain how
'She's with me,' the kid said. When Neferet turned her moss-colored eyes on him, he mimicked Dragon's salute and bow. When he straightened, I was utterly shocked to see him give Neferet a lopsided grin that looked more than a little cocky. 'She's my version of a cat.'
'Really?' Neferet lifted one slim auburn brow. 'Yet she looks oddly like a bear.'
Ha! So it wasn't just me being overly descriptive.
'Well, Priestess, she's a Lab, but you're not the first person who's said she looks bearlike. Her paws are definitely big enough to be a bear's. Check it out.' Disbelieving, I watched as the kid completely turned his back on Neferet and told the dog, 'Gimme five, Duch.' The dog obediently lifted a decidedly massive paw and slapped Stark's hand with it. 'Good girl!' he said, ruffling her floppy ears.
Okay, I had to admit it. It was a cute trick.
He returned his attention to Neferet. 'But dog or bear, she and I have been together since I was Marked four years ago, so that makes her cat enough for me.'
'A Labrador retriever?' Neferet made a show of walking around the dog and studying her. 'She's awfully large.'
'Well, yeah, Duch has always been a big girl, Priestess.'
'Duch? That's her name?'
The kid nodded and grinned, and even though he was a sixth-former, I was again surprised at how easily he spoke to an adult vamp, especially one who was a powerful High Priestess. 'It's short for Duchess.'
Neferet looked from the dog to the kid, and her eyes narrowed. 'What is your name, child?'
'Stark,' he said.
I wondered if anyone else saw her jaw clench.
'James Stark?' Neferet said.
'A few months ago I dropped my first name. It's just Stark,' he said.
She ignored him and turned to Dragon. 'He's the transfer we've been expecting from the Chicago House of Night?'
'Yes, Priestess,' Dragon said.
When Neferet looked back at Stark, I saw her lips tilt up in a calculating smile. 'I've heard quite a bit about you, Stark. You and I shall have to have a long talk very soon.' Still studying the fledgling, Neferet spoke to Dragon. 'Be sure that Stark has twenty-four-hour access to any and all archery equipment he might like to use.'
I saw Stark's body do a little jerk. Obviously Neferet saw it, too, because her smile widened and she said, 'Of course, news of your talent preceded you here, Stark. You mustn't get out of practice just because you've changed schools.'
For the first time, Stark looked uneasy. Actually, he looked more than uneasy. At the mention of archery, Stark's expression had transformed from cute and a little sarcastic to cold and almost mean.
'I told them when they transferred me, I'd stopped competing.' Stark's voice was flat, and his words barely carried the short distance to our table. 'Changing schools won't change that.'
'Competing? You mean that banal archery competition between the different Houses of Night?' Neferet's laughter made my skin crawl. 'It matters little to me if you compete or not. Remember, I am Nyx's mouthpiece here, and I say what is important is that you don't waste your Goddess-given talent. You never know when Nyx might call on you—and it won't be for some silly contest.'
My stomach flipped over. I knew Neferet was talking about her war against the humans. But Stark, being completely clueless, just looked relieved at not having to compete again, and his expression shifted back to nonchalance tinged with cockiness.
'No problem. I don't mind practicing, Priestess,' he said.
'Neferet, what is it you wish us to do about the, uh, dog?' Dragon said.
Neferet paused for just a moment; then she crouched gracefully down in front of the yellow Lab. The dog's big ears pricked forward. She stuck her wet nose up, sniffing with obvious curiosity at Neferet's offered hand. Across the booth from me, Beelzebub hissed menacingly. Nala growled low in her throat. Neferet's eyes lifted and met mine.
I tried to keep my face expressionless, but I don't know how well I succeeded. I hadn't seen Neferet since two days ago when she'd followed me out of the auditorium after she'd announced the human–vampyre war she wanted to start in retribution for Loren's murder. Naturally, we'd had words. She'd been Loren's lover. So had I, but that had been inconsequential. Loren hadn't loved me. Neferet had set up the whole thing between Loren and me, and she knew I knew she had. She also knew I knew Nyx didn't approve of the things she'd been doing.
Basically, she'd seriously hurt my heart, and I hated Neferet almost as much as I feared her. I hoped none of those things showed on my face as our High Priestess strolled over to our table. With a slight hand gesture, she had Stark and his leashed dog following along behind her. The Twins' cat gave one more long hiss before streaking off. I frantically petted Nala, hoping she wouldn't totally lose her mind as the dog got closer. Neferet stopped when she reached our table. Her eyes skipped quickly from me to Aphrodite before they came to rest on Damien.
'I'm glad you're here, Damien. I'd like you to show Stark his room, and help him find his way around campus.'
'I'd be happy to, Neferet,' Damien said quickly, looking all sparkly-eyed when Neferet beamed her one- hundred-watt thank-you smile at him.
'Dragon will help you with the details,' she said. Then her green eyes moved to me. I braced myself. 'And Zoey, this is Stark. Stark, this is Zoey Redbird, the leader of our Dark Daughters.'
He and I nodded at each other.
'Zoey, as you are our High Priestess in Training, I'll leave the issue of Stark's dog with you. I trust that one of the many abilities Nyx has gifted you with will help you acclimate Duchess into our school.' Her cold eyes never left mine. They told a different story than her syrupy-sweet voice. They said,
I purposefully broke eye contact with her and gave Stark a tight smile. 'I'd be happy to help your dog fit in.'
'Excellent,' Neferet cooed. 'Oh, and Zoey, Damien, Shaunee, and Erin.' She smiled at my friends, and my friends grinned like utter fools right back at her. She completely ignored Aphrodite and Jack. 'I've called a special Council Meeting for tonight at ten thirty.' She glanced at her diamond-studded platinum watch. 'It's almost ten o'clock right now, so you need to finish up eating because I expect you Prefects to be there, too.'
'We will!' They trilled like ridiculous baby birds.
'Oh, Neferet, that reminds me,' I said, raising my voice so that it carried across the room. 'Aphrodite will be joining us. Since she's been gifted by Nyx with an earth affinity, we all agree that she should be on the Prefect Council, too.' I held my breath, hoping that my friends would go along with this.
Thankfully, except for Nala's low growl at Duchess, no one said anything.
'How could Aphrodite be a Prefect? She is no longer a member of the Dark Daughters.' Neferet's voice had gone cold.
I radiated innocence. 'Did I forget to tell you? I'm so sorry, Neferet! It must have been because of all the horrible things that have happened recently. Aphrodite has rejoined the Dark Daughters. She swore to me, and to Nyx, to uphold our new code of conduct, and I allowed her back in. I mean, I thought that's what you'd want—to
