Betrayed (House of Night, Book 2): A House of Night Novel

by P. C. Cast

  Erik grinned. “I’ll tell him you said so.”

  “You can also tell him that if he wants a little brown sugar in his Juliet he need look no farther than right here.” She pointed at herself and shimmied her hips.

  “Twin, if Juliet had been black I do not believe things would have come to such a shitty end between her and Romeo. I mean, we would have shown more sense than drinking that sleeping potion crap and going through all that drama just because of some unfortunate parental issues.”

  “Exactly,” Shaunee said.

  None of us stated the obvious—that Erin, with her blond hair and blue eyes, was definitely NOT BLACK. We were too used to her and Shaunee being twinlike to question the weirdness of it.

  “Erik, you were amazing!” Damien rushed up with Jack following close behind.

  “Congratulations,” Jack said shyly, but with definite enthusiasm.

  Erik smiled at them. “Thanks, guys. Hey, Jack. I was too nervous before the performance to say that I’m glad you’re here. It’ll be nice to have a roommate.”

  Jack’s cute face lit up, and I squeezed Erik’s hand. This was one reason why I liked him so much. Besides being gorgeous and talented, Erik was an authentically nice guy. There were a lot of guys in his position (ridiculously popular) who would have either ignored this little third former roommate or, worse, been visibly pissed that they’d have to share a room with a “fag.” Erik wasn’t like that at all, and I couldn’t help but compare him to Heath, who would probably have been freaked that he had to room with a gay kid. Not that Heath was hateful or anything like that, but he was a typical teenage Okie boy, which tended to mean narrow-minded homophobe. Which made me realize that I’d never asked Erik where he was from. Jeesh, I was a crappy girlfriend.

  “Did you hear me, Zoey?”

  “Huh?” Damien’s question shut off my inner babbling, but no, I hadn’t heard him.

  “Hello! Earth to Zoey! I asked if you realized what time it was. And are you remembering the Full Moon Ritual starts at midnight?”

  I looked at the wall clock. “Ah, hell!” It was 11:05. I still needed to change my clothes and then get to the rec hall, light the circle candles, make sure the five candles for the elements were in place, and check on the Goddess’s table. “Erik, I’m so sorry, but I have to leave. There are a million things to do before the ritual starts.” I made eye contact with each of my four friends. “You guys have to come with me.” They nodded like bobble-headed dolls. I turned back to Erik. “You’re coming to the ritual, aren’t you?”

  “Yeah. And that reminds me. I got you something in New York. Hang on for just a sec, and I’ll go get it.”

  He hurried back through the actors’ entrance to the auditorium.

  “I swear he is too damn good to be true,” Erin said.

  “Let’s hope his friend is just like him,” Shaunee said, sending Cole a flirty smile from across the room, which I noticed he returned.

  “Damien, did you get the eucalyptus and sage for me?” I was already feeling nervous. Hell! I should have eaten. My stomach was an empty cavern just waiting to clench up on me.

  “Don’t worry, Z. I got the eucalyptus and I even braided it together with the sage for you,” Damien said.

  “Everything will be perfect, you’ll see,” Stevie Rae said.

  “Yeah, you don’t need to be nervous,” Shaunee said.

  “We’ll be right there with you,” Erin finished.

  I smiled at them, incredibly glad they were my friends. And then Erik was back. He handed me the big white box he was carrying. I hesitated before tearing into it and Shaunee said, “Z, if you don’t open it I will.”

  “Damn right,” Erin said.

  Eagerly, I slid off the decorative string that held it shut, opened the lid, and gasped (along with everyone else who was standing close enough to see). Inside the box pooled the most beautiful dress I’d ever seen. It was black, but woven into the material were metallic specks of silver, so that wherever the light touched, it glittered and sparkled like shooting stars against the night sky.

  “Erik, this is beautiful.” I sounded choked because I was trying really hard not to make a fool out of myself and burst into happy tears.

  “I wanted you to have something special for your first ritual as leader of the Dark Daughters,” he said.

  We hugged again before my friends and I had to rush out and head to the rec hall. I clutched the dress to my chest and tried not to think about the fact that while Erik was buying me an amazingly cool present I had been either sucking Heath’s blood or flirting with Loren. And while I tried not to think about that, I also tried to ignore the guilty voice inside my head that kept saying, over and over, You don’t deserve him . . . you don’t deserve him . . . you don’t deserve him . . .

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  “Shaunee, Erin, and Stevie Rae—you guys start lighting the white candles. Damien, if you place the colored candles for the elements in their positions I’ll be sure that everything’s set for Nyx’s table.”

  “Easy—” Shaunee said.

  “Peasy,” Erin chimed in.

  “Japanesy,” Stevie Rae added, making the Twins give her mirror eye rolls.

  “Are the element candles still in the supply room?” Damien asked.

  “Yep,” I called as I headed to the kitchen. I was glad I’d already put together a big tray of fresh fruits, cheeses, and meats for Nyx’s table. I just needed to retrieve it and the bottle of wine from the refrigerator, and arrange the bounty neatly on the table placed in the center of the large circle made of white candles. The table already had an ornate goblet on it, as well as a beautiful statue of the Goddess, a long, elegant lighter, and the purple candle that would represent spirit, the last element I would call to the circle. The table symbolized the richness of the blessings Nyx has given her children, vampyres and fledglings. I liked setting up the Goddess’s table. It made me feel calm, something that I especially needed tonight. I arranged the food and wine, and went over and over in my mind the words of the ritual I was going to use in—I glanced at the clock and felt my stomach tighten—in fifteen minutes. Fledglings were already starting to come into the rec hall, but they were being pretty subdued and hanging out in the corners of the large room in clusters while they watched the Twins and Stevie Rae light the white candles that would form the circumference of the circle. Maybe I wasn’t the only one nervous about tonight. It was a big change to have me lead the Dark Daughters. Aphrodite had been leader for the past two years, and in that time the group had become a cliquish, snobby club where fledglings who weren’t part of the “in” crowd were used and made fun of.

  Well, things were changing tonight.

  I glanced at my friends. We’d all hurried to change our clothes before coming to the rec hall, and everyone had chosen to wear solid black to keep with the theme of the amazing dress Erik had given me. I glanced down at myself for the zillionth time. The dress was simple, but perfect. It had a round neckline that was low, but not as low as ho-ish Aphrodite’s ritual dresses had been. It was long-sleeved and hugged my body to the waist, from there down it swirled gracefully to the floor. The silver specks that covered it glimmered in the candlelight whenever I moved. What also glittered whenever I moved was the necklace that dangled from the silver chain around my neck. Each Dark Daughter and Son had a similar necklace, with two exceptions—my triple moons were encrusted with garnets, and mine was the only necklace that had been found with the body of a dead human teenager. Okay, it wasn’t exactly my necklace that had been found. It was one like mine. Just like mine.

  No. I wouldn’t think about negative things tonight. I would only concentrate on positives, and on preparing myself to lead my first public circle-casting and ritual. Damien returned to the main room with a big tray on which he balanced the four candles that represented each element: yellow for air, red for fire, blue for water, and green for earth. I already had my purple spirit candle on Nyx’s table. I smiled and thought how great m
y friends looked, dressed chicly in black with their silver Dark Daughters’ necklaces. Stevie Rae had already taken her place at the northernmost part of the circle where earth should be. Damien handed her the green candle. I just happened to be watching them, so there was no mistaking what I saw. As Stevie Rae touched the candle, her eyes widened and she let out a weird sound that was a cross between a scream and a gasp. Damien had taken such a hasty step back that he had to clutch at the other candles to keep them from tumbling off the tray.

  “Did you feel it?” Stevie Rae’s voice sounded weird, hushed yet amplified.

  Damien looked shaky, but he nodded and said, “Yeah, and I smelled it, too.”

  Then they both turned to look at me.

  “Uh, Zoey, could you come here for a second?” Damien asked. He sounded normal again, and had I not been watching what had happened between the two of them I would have thought nothing more was going on than maybe they needed help with the candles.

  But I had been watching, which is why I didn’t yell from the center of the circle and ask what they wanted. Instead I hurried over to them and kept my voice low. “What’s going on?”

  “Tell her,” Damien said to Stevie Rae.

  Still looking wide-eyed, startled, and more than a little pale, Stevie Rae said, “Can’t you smell it?”

  I frowned. “Smell it? What are—” And then I did smell it—freshly cut hay, honeysuckle, and something else that I swear reminded me of newly plowed dirt in my grandma’s lavender fields. “I do,” I said hesitantly, feeling thoroughly confused. “But I didn’t call earth into the circle.” My affinity, or power, given to me by Nyx was the ability to materialize the five elements. Even after a month, I wasn’t exactly sure what all that power encompassed, but one thing I did know was that when I cast a circle and called each element to it, all of them manifested very physically. The wind whipped around me when I called air. Fire made my skin glow with heat (and, quite frankly, made me sweat). I could feel the coolness of the sea when I evoked water. And when I called earth to the circle I smelled earthy things and even felt grass under my feet (even when I was wearing shoes, which was truly weird).

  But, as I’d said, I hadn’t begun casting the circle, so I hadn’t called any of the elements, yet Stevie Rae, Damien, and I were clearly smelling earth smells.

  Then Damien sucked air and his face split into a huge grin. “Stevie Rae has an affinity for earth!”

  “Huh?” I said brilliantly.

  “No way,” Stevie Rae said.

  “Try this,” Damien went on, his excitement growing by the second. “Close your eyes, Stevie Rae, and think about the earth.” He looked at me. “Don’t you think about it.”

  “ ’Kay,” I said quickly. His excitement was contagious. It would be fantastic if Stevie Rae had an earth affinity. Having an elemental affinity was a powerful gift from Nyx, and I would definitely love it if my best friend had been blessed like that from our Goddess.

  “Okay.” Stevie Rae sounded breathless, but she closed her eyes.

  “What’s happening?” Erin said.

  “Why’s she have her eyes closed?” Shaunee said. Then she sniffed the air. “And why does it smell like hay over there? Stevie Rae, I swear if you’re trying out some kind of bumpkin perfume I might have to smack you.”

  “Shhh!” Damien put his finger to his lips and shushed her. “We think Stevie Rae might have developed an earth affinity.”

  Shaunee blinked. “Nuh uh!”

  “Huh,” Erin said.

  “I can not concentrate with y’all talking,” Stevie Rae said, opening her eyes to glare at the Twins.

  “Sorry,” they muttered.

  “Try again,” I encouraged her.

  She nodded. Then she closed her eyes and screwed her forehead up in concentration while she thought about the earth. I did not think about it, which was actually pretty hard because within a couple of seconds the air was filled with the smells of freshly mowed grass, and flowers, and I could even hear birds chirping like crazy and—

  “Ohmygod! Stevie Rae has an affinity for earth!” I blurted.

  Stevie Rae’s eyes sprang open and she covered her mouth with both of her hands, looking shocked and thrilled.

  “Stevie Rae, that’s amazing!” Damien said, and in seconds all of us were congratulating and hugging her while she giggled through happy tears.

  Then it happened. I had one of my feelings. And this time it was (thankfully) a good one.

  “Damien, Shaunee, Erin—I want you guys to take your places in the circle.” They gave me questioning looks, but must have recognized the tone of my voice because they instantly did what I told them to do. I wasn’t exactly the boss of them, but my friends respected that I was in training to someday be their High Priestess, so they obediently walked to the place in the circle that I had assigned to each of them weeks ago when it had only been the five of us, and I was casting a circle to try to figure out if I really had a Goddess-given affinity, or if I just had very little sense and an overactive imagination.

  As they took their places I looked around at the kids who were already in the rec hall. I definitely needed outside help. Then Erik walked into the room with Jack, and I grinned and motioned them over to me.

  “What’s up, Z? You look like you’re going to explode,” Erik said, and then he lowered his voice, and for my ears alone added, “And you look as hot in that dress as I thought you would.”

  “Thanks, I love it!” I did a quick little twirl that was partially flirting with Erik, and partially pure happiness at what I was almost sure was getting ready to happen. “Jack, would you please go over to Damien and get the tray of candles he’s holding and bring them back here to the middle of the circle?”

  “Yep,” Jack said and scampered off to do as I asked. Okay, he didn’t actually scamper, but he was very perky.

  “What’s going on?” Erik asked.

  “You’ll see.” I grinned, barely able to suppress my excitement.

  When Jack was back with the candles I put the tray on Nyx’s table. I concentrated for a second, and decided my instincts were telling me fire would be the right choice. Then I picked up the red candle and handed it to Erik. “Okay, I need you to take this candle over to Shaunee.”

  Erik wrinkled his forehead. “Just take it over to her?”

  “Yeah. Hand it to her and then pay attention.”

  “To what?”

  “I’d rather not say.”

  He shrugged and gave me a look that said that even though he might think I was hot he also might think that I had lost my mind, but he did as I asked and walked over to where Shaunee was standing in the southernmost part of the circle—the area from which I called the element fire. He stopped in front of her. Shaunee looked around him at me.

  “Take the candle from him,” I called across the circle to her, concentrating on how cute Erik looked so that I wouldn’t be thinking about fire at all.

  Shaunee shrugged. “Okay,” she said.

  She took the red candle from Erik. I was watching her closely, but I hadn’t needed to. What happened was so obvious that several of the kids standing around the outside of the circle gasped along with Shaunee. The instant her hand touched the candle there was a whoosh noise. Her long, black hair began to lift and crackle as if it was filled with static electricity, and her beautiful chocolate skin glowed as if she had been lit from within.

  “I knew it!” I cried, practically jumping up and down with excitement.

  Shaunee looked up from her glowing body to meet my eyes. “I’m doing this, aren’t I?”

  “You are!”

  “I have an affinity for fire!”

  “Yes, you do!” I yelled happily.

  I heard lots of oohs and ahhs from the ever-increasing crowd, but I didn’t have time for them right now. Following my gut feeling I motioned for Erik to come back to the center of the circle, which he did with a huge grin on his face.

  “That may be the coolest thing I’ve ever se
en,” he said.

  “Just wait. If I’m right, and I think I am, there’s more.” I gave him the blue candle. “Now take this one to Erin.”

  “Your wish is my command,” he said with an old-time flourish. If anyone else bowed like that in public they would have looked like an utter dork. Erik looked like an utter hottie—part gentleman, part bad boy pirate. I was thinking about how yummy Erik was when Erin and Shaunee let out twin squeals of happiness at almost the same instant.

  “Look at the floor!” Erin was pointing to the tile floor of the rec hall. In a circular area around her the tile floor was rippling and it appeared to be lapping against feet, even though nothing was actually getting wet, making it seem that Erin was standing in the middle of the ghost of an ocean shore. Then she looked up at me with shimmering blue eyes. “Oh, Z! Water is my affinity!”

  I grinned at her. “Yes, it is!”

  Erik hurried back to me. This time I didn’t have to prompt him to pick up the yellow candle.

  “Damien, right?” he said.

  “Totally right.”

  He headed to Damien, who was fidgeting at the easternmost part of the circle where the element air should manifest. Erik offered the yellow candle to Damien. Damien didn’t touch it. Instead, he peered around Erik to me. The boy looked scared to death.

  “It’s okay, go ahead and take it,” I told him.

  “Are you sure it’s going to be okay?” He glanced nervously around at what was now a large crowd of fledglings watching him expectantly.

  I knew what was wrong. Damien was afraid he would fail, that he would be left out of the magic that was happening to the girls. In Soc class I’d learned that it was unusual for a gift as strong as an affinity for an element to be given to a male. Nyx gifted men with exceptional strength, and their affinities usually had to do with the physical, like Dragon, our fencing instructor, had been gifted with exceptional quickness and visual accuracy. Air was definitely a female affinity, and it would be nothing short of incredible for Nyx to gift Damien with an air affinity. But I had a calm, happy feeling deep inside me. I nodded at Damien and tried to telegraph confidence to him. “I’m sure. Go on. I’ll be busy thinking about how cute Erik is while you’re calling air to you,” I said.