Page 12 of Poseidon's Trident
“You have no room to talk, Raven. You’re as psycho as they come,” Mia growls.
“You really want to back the fuck off, Mia,” I warn.
Raven’s face has turned red and if I know my best friend, she’s about to lay the bitch out. Mia would absolutely deserve it but she’ll go to Rebecca and cry about it. I know she will. She steps up to Raven and pokes her in the chest again. Raven, as quick as lightning, snatches Mia’s finger and twists it around the idiot’s back.
“You should have listened to Beth,” Raven sneers. “You probably wouldn’t have a broken finger right now. You’re lucky that’s all I gave you.”
There’s a loud snap and Mia screams, thrashing in Raven’s grasp, but she doesn’t let go.
“I’m going to tell Rebecca. You can’t treat me this way. My mother is the goddess of love and will take all your relationships away,” Mia screams.
Raven shoves her away and she stumbles, holding her hand protectively.
Raven scoffs. “My mate bond goes far beyond a simple love spell. The fates decided that so run along to mommy and see if she can do anything.” Raven crosses her arms and glares, daring Mia to try something so stupid again.
Mia wails as several of her sisters drag her from the dining hall, glaring at us the entire time. What the fuck? All we have ever done is defend ourselves against the traitorous bitch and we are the bad guys amongst the Aphrodite students? It doesn’t make a damn bit of sense.
“They’re all crazy.” I lean back into Jayden’s arms.
“They are, but their mom is a powerful goddess so I would be careful.” Jayden squeezes my hip and I finally walk through the buffet line.
My stomach rumbles as I get my food. Everything smells amazing and I pile more food on my tray than I’m sure I can eat. I glance over and notice Thad eating sponge at the Poseidon table and hang my head.
He really is alone. Maybe he was sincere and really just needs a friend. I turn to Jayden but he’s not looking in the same direction as me.
“I need to ask Thad another question.” I pat Jayden’s arm, but he walks with me to the Poseidon table. “Jayden.”
“I’m going with you. He may be playing you into being friends and if that’s so and he’s trying to take you from me, I want to know,” Jayden growls.
Well, shit. Me and Jayden haven’t defined our relationship because there are too many external forces that are trying to tear us apart but when he puts it like that, my insides go all gooey and I can’t help but lean against him.
“Jayden, we’ve talked about this tons of times. Trust in me and the fact that I want you and no one else. Stop letting everyone else dictate our relationship.” I shake my head against his chest.
“I’m trying but when we first met him, that guy got to me. He wants you for himself and his father is a big three god. Your father would probably approve of him over me.” Jayden hangs his head.
“I have told you repeatedly that I don’t care who my father approves of. When are you going to get that through your thick head, Jayden?” I slam my tray down on the table in front of Thad and he glances up, his eyes widening.
“I thought we had to sit at our own tables,” Thad says warily.
“We get certain allowances because we have recovered so many gods' items of power.” I shrug.
“So, you just basically do what you want?” Thad grins.
“No, I still should have asked for permission technically, but since you wanted to be friends and I had questions, I figured it would be okay,” I reply.
Thad nods for us both to sit and Jayden wraps his arm around my shoulders.
“What kind of questions?” Thad asks warily.
“Are you able to control the storms?” I ask again.
The crazy bitch Mia interrupted the last time I asked, and he never answered. I pick up a slice of pizza from my tray and take a big bite as I wait for his answer. Jayden is ramrod straight next to me as I groan at the explosion of flavor from the combination pizza complete with jalapeños.
“Do you think I would let everyone here suffer if I could control them?” Thad asks.
“Actually, after what you told me earlier about the assholes, I think you definitely would.” I smirk at him. “Salt water strengthens you and the rain is salt water.”
“You may be right on that, but no. I can’t control storms like my father.” Thad sighs.
