Page 11 of Poseidon's Trident
I rush forward and catch up with Thad. I have seen him use some of his powers but not all. Can he call the storms or get rid of them? I can do crazy things with the weather, so can he as a son of Poseidon do them too?
I step in front of Thad and glance around the quad. It’s empty with the storms still raging.
“These storms are really strange. California never gets this much rain.” I stare up at the storm clouds.
“They are. It was the reason I came to the states from Ireland. My father got word from a seer that something big was coming and I was needed at the academy.” Thad shrugs.
“The weird storms are because he’s lost his trident, aren’t they?” I ask.
“I don’t know, but probably. They call him the god of storms.” Thad doesn’t turn to me as he speaks.
“Can you control them? I can usually do some cool shit with the sky, but these storms are beyond my control, plus it takes a lot of magic to clear the clouds so I don’t get soaked.” My stomach rumbles again, emphasizing my point as we walk into the dining hall.
A loud shriek fills the silence and I know who it is before I ever turn in her direction. Mia. What is the psychotic Barbie going to attack me with this time? I roll my eyes and turn to the harpy with my arms folded over my chest.
“Jayden isn’t enough for you? You have to go and get close to the new guy too?” she screeches.
“What?” Thad asks, raising his hands in surrender and taking a huge step back.
“Don’t worry about her. She’s a jealous hag who thinks all the guys in this school are hers and if anyone comes around, she loses her shit. She’s a daughter of Aphrodite,” I say.
“Ahh.” Thad nods at me in understanding.
“You know the type?” I grin and completely ignore Mia’s existence.
Jayden struts over and wraps his arm around my waist. He kisses my temple and glares at Thad. Well, fuck. Let the pissing match commence. I turn to Raven and widen my eyes, pleading with her to help me when Greyson saunters over and pulls her into a kiss. Fat chance of her being any help now.
“I know the type and I also know your boyfriend doesn’t like me much so I’m going to get my food and go sit at my table.” Thad nods to Jayden and walks away.
“I was going to ask him if he could stop the storms when Mia went apeshit,” I grumble.
“Don’t you think he would have done it already if he could?” Jayden lifts a brow.
“From what I gathered, everyone has been kind of horrible to him so why would he want to help us when salt water regenerates his magic?” I ask.
“That’s a fair point,” Jayden miraculously agrees with me.
“I think he’s all alone here, Jayden. He said Draven has been hassling him and just being a dick so no one will talk to him. We both know we’re most likely going to need his help because I would bet my magic that we’re going after the trident next.”
“Don’t do that. Don’t tempt fate.” Jayden squeezes me closer.
“Apparently, the fates like me since I didn’t get beat with a cane the last time we were in Barstow.” I shrug.
“The fates don’t like anybody,” Jayden grumbles.
“She told me I did well and to watch out for betrayal. Can you think of anyone who has received a message like that from the fates?” I glare at him.
“No, you’re right, but what if it’s Thad who’s the betrayer?” Jayden nudges me toward the buffet.
I drown out the squawking that comes from behind us. Mia is still ranting about me standing next to Thad and having a conversation like that makes me a whore or something. The crazy bitch has lost her fucking mind.
“Can someone shut the crazy bitch up?” Raven yells.
“What?” Mia storms over to Raven and pokes her in the chest.
I grab Raven’s arm in an attempt to pull her back. Greyson is there holding her to his chest as Mia steps right in front of her.
“Greyson, let her go right now or she’ll never forgive you if Mia does something crazy like try to hit her.” I pull Raven from his arms.
