House of Night 09 - Destined

Master? My Prophetess awaits.”
    “Yes, you may.”
    Darius bowed and Dragon watched him go. Then, with a grim set to his handsome face, Dragon Lankford changed direction and made his way quickly to the classroom Thanatos had made her own.
    He was relieved to see the High Priestess was still there, looking through one of the cupboards in the rear of the room and gathering candles and herbs, which she placed carefully in a large spellwork basket that was all too familiar to him. It had been Anastasia’s favorite.
    The sight of it made him feel raw and exposed. Nevertheless, he cleared his throat and said, “Priestess, may I have a word with you?”
    Thanatos turned at the sound of his voice. “Certainly, Sword Master.”
    “Darius tells me you are leading Zoey’s circle in a reveal ritual and some major spellwork at her grandmother’s farm.”
    Though he didn’t frame the words in a question, Thanatos nodded. “Yes.”
    “Priestess, I was under the impression that you are aware that I am Leader of the Sons of Erebus at this House of Night.”
    “I am aware of your position here, Sword Master,” she agreed.
    “Then, though I do not mean to admonish you or show you disrespect, I must ask your reasons for not informing me of and including me in an undertaking of such rare importance as well as danger.”
    Thanatos hesitated, and then she nodded, as if agreeing with him. “You are correct, because of your position at this school I should have informed you of my plans. I did not for a very simple reason: I decided that your presence at the ritual would be a distraction; therefore, I did not include you and did not inform you. I apologize if that seems I did not respect your position. That was not my intention.”
    “A distraction? Why would I be a distraction?”
    “As Stevie Rae’s Consort and protector, Rephaim will be attending the ritual.”
    Thoroughly annoyed Dragon retorted, “What does Rephaim have to do with me being a distraction?”
    “If you harm the Consort of the Priestess who embodies the earth element, that will definitely distract her from performing her very pivotal part in the reveal ritual, and it will hinder the spellwork to follow.”
    “I would be there to protect our students. Not to harm them.” Dragon forced the words through clenched teeth.
    “And yet Aphrodite has been given a vision wherein you appear to be harming Rephaim.”
    “I would not do that unless he was endangering the other students!”
    “Be that as it may, your presence would be a distraction. Dragon, two other Warriors will be present, and the power of Zoey’s circle will be strong. The students are protected. And, Sword Master, let me add that I have seen a deep, disturbing change in you since the death of your mate.”
    “I grieve her loss.”
    “Sword Master, I think the truth is that you are lost. And even were Rephaim not going to be at the ritual, I would not want you present.”
    “Then I will leave you so as not to be a distraction.” Dragon spun on his heels, but before he could exit the room, Thanatos’s words snared him. “Please let me explain. I would not want you present at any ritual wherein a spell was cast to reveal the truth about death with the intent to bring about justice and closure. I do not mean to insult you, but I sense that you are in such conflict in your own life that your presence would simply go against the very heart of the spell.”
    As if her words had formed a wall before him, Dragon stopped. He did not turn to look at the High Priestess. In a voice he hardly recognized as his own, he spoke. “My presence would go against the very heart of the spell. Is that what you said to me?”
    “I spoke the truth to you as I know it.”
    “Is that all you wish to say to me, Priestess?” He still did not turn to look at her.
    “Yes, except that I wish you to blessed be, Sword Master.”
    Dragon didn’t bow to her. He didn’t fist his hand over his heart in respect. He could not. If he didn’t get away so that he could think Dragon felt as if he would explode. He stumbled out into the hallway and started moving blindly. Ignoring the curious glances from students, he made his way from the main House of Night building and stumbled outside.
    Memories bombarded him. Words swirled around and around through his mind. He’d been present when a different Warrior had been kept from attending another Priestess so, so many years ago, but he could hear Anastasia’s voice as