They got in the way, destroyed rational thought, interfered with the way things must be. He was supposed to be more than this creature driven by emotions. Still. What had Allistair been thinking? It was quite obvious that Katharine had seen the two of them. Though it had been in a reflection and not straight on, the fact that she could look through the veil at all was a sign that she was growing, getting stronger. And that’s what she needed. She needed to be more than she had been. Of course, having him and Allistair around so much was certainly helping her to see further. But Allistair shouldn’t have been there. Slowly, slowly, Zachary pushed down on the flare of anger. He could not afford to show it in front of the others. It was base, and he wanted to be better than the deep urge that had grabbed him and made him react. He had to dismantle his feelings before he saw Katharine. Before he became human. If he transformed and had any anger in him, he would carry it into his human self, where it would fester and grow.
