The red fledglings were causing problems. Dallas hated Rephaim with an intensity that was simply lovely. Gaea was all in a tizzy about the lawn humans. So much so that she’d forgotten to lock the side maintenance gate and one of the street people who usually frequented Cherry Street had somehow been compelled to stagger down Utica Street and through the unlocked gate and onto campus. “And he’d promptly almost been carved in two by Dragon, who is seeing Raven Mockers in every shade and shadow,” Neferet practically purred. She tapped her chin contemplatively. She hated that Thanatos had invaded her House of Night. But the positive side of the High Council’s interfering ways was that forcing all of those special students into one classroom was acting like dry twigs on coals. “Chaos!” Neferet laughed. “It is going to cause something to ignite.” The Darkness that was her constant companion slithered closer, wrapping itself caressingly around her legs. During the passing period the hour before, she’d overheard two of Zoey’s ridiculous friends talking.
