Marked

going to face each of the elements, one at a time.”
    "What do you want us to do?" Stevie Rae asked.
    "Focus on the prayer. Concentrate. Believe that the elements will carry it to Nyx, and that the Goddess will answer it by helping me to know what I should do," I said with way more certainty than I felt.
    Once again I faced east. Damien smiled encouragement to me. And I began to recite the ancient purification prayer I'd said so many times with my grandma―with just a few changes I'd decided on earlier.
    Great Goddess of Night, whose voice I hear in the wind, who breathes the breath of life to Her children. Hear me; I need your strength and wisdom.
    I paused briefly as I turned to the south.
    Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset that comes before the beauty of your night. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught your people.
    I turned again to the right, and my voice felt stronger as I fell into the rhythm of the prayer.
    Help me to remain calm and strong in the face of all that comes toward me. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock. Help me seek pure thoughts and act with the intention of helping others. Help me find compassion without empathy overwhelming me.
    I faced Stevie Rae, whose eyes were squeezed shut as though she was concentrating with all of her might.
    I seek strength, not to be greater than others, but to fight my greatest enemy, the doubts within myself
    I walked back to the center of the circle and finished the prayer, and for the first time in my life, I felt a flush of sensation as the power of the ancient words rushed from me to what I hoped with all my heart and soul was my listening Goddess.
    Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.
    Technically, that was the conclusion of the Cherokee prayer my grandma had taught me, but I felt the need to add: "And Nyx, I don't understand why you Marked me and why you have given me the gift of an affinity for the elements. I don't even have to know. What I want to ask is that you help me know the right thing to do, and then give me the courage to do it." And I finished the prayer the way I remembered Neferet completed her ritual: "Blessed be!”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

    "That was truly the most prodigious circle-casting I've ever experienced!" Damien gushed after the circle had been closed and we were gathering up the candles and smudge stick.
    "I thought 'prodigious' meant 'big,' " Shaunee said.
    "It also can show exciting wonder and can refer to something stupendous and monumental," Damien said.
    "For once I'm not going to argue with you," Shaunee said, surprising everyone except Erin.
    "Yeah, the circle was prodigious," Erin said.
    "Do you know I actually could feel earth when Zoey called it?" Stevie Rae said. "It was like I was suddenly surrounded by a growing wheat field. No, it was more than being surrounded by it. It was like I was suddenly a part of it.”
    "I know exactly what you mean. When she called flame it was like the fire exploded through me," Shaunee said.
    I tried to understand what I was feeling while the four of them talked happily together. I was definitely happy, but overwhelmed and more than a little confused. So it was true, I did have some kind of affinity with all five of the elements.
    Why?
    Just to bring down Aphrodite? (Which, by the by, I still didn't have a clue how to do.) No, I didn't think so. Why would Nyx touch me with such unusual power just so that I could kick a spoiled bully out of the leadership of a club?
    Okay, the Dark Daughters were more than a student council or whatever, but still.
    "Zoey, are you all right?”
    The concern in Damien's voice made me look up from Nala, and I realized that I was sitting in the middle of what used to be the circle, with my cat on my lap, completely engrossed in my own thoughts as I scratched her head.
    "Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'm fine, just a little distracted.”
    "We should get back. It's getting late," Stevie Rae said.
    "Okay. You're right," I said, and got up, still holding Nala. But I couldn't make my feet follow them as they started to head back to the dorms.
    "Zoey?”
    Damien, the first to notice my hesitation, stopped and called back to me, and then my other friends stopped, looking at me with