Burned

what happens next when next actually happens.”
    “I can agree to that,” he said.
    “Good!” She squeezed his arm before taking her hand from him. “You said Kalona’s wounded. What did you mean?”
    “His body can’t be killed, but if his spirit is damaged, he is physically weakened. That is how A-ya was used to entrap him. His spirit was clouded with emotions for her. It confused and weakened him, and his body became vulnerable.”
    “And that’s how Neferet was able to dump him in front of the High Council,” Stevie Rae said. “Zoey hurt his spirit, so his body is vulnerable.”
    “There has to be more to it than that. Unless he’s held captive, as A-ya had him within the earth, Father would begin to recover almost instantly. As long as he’s free, he can heal his spirit.”
    “Well, obviously Neferet grabbed him before he was healed. She’s so dang evil, she probably zapped the crap outta him with that scary darkness she carries around with her and then—”
    “That’s it!” He stood in excitement, then grimaced from the pain in his wing. Rubbing his wounded arm, he sat back down, holding it close to him. “She continued the attack on his spirit. Neferet is Tsi Sgili. It is through using the dark forces in the spirit realm that she gains power.”
    “She killed Shekinah without even touching her,” Stevie Rae remembered.
    “Neferet touched the High Priestess but not with her hands. She manipulated the threads from deaths she is responsible for, sacrifices she’s made, and dark promises she means to keep. That power is what killed Shekinah, and that is the power she wielded against my father’s already weakened spirit.”
    “But what’s she doing with him?”
    “Holding his body captive and using his spirit for her own means.”
    “Which makes her look like one of the good guys to the High Council. I’ll just bet she’s bein’ all ‘Oh, poor Zoey’ and ‘I don’t know what Kalona was thinking’ to their faces.”
    “The Tsi Sgili is very powerful. Why would she put on that pretense to your Council?”
    “Neferet doesn’t want to let them know how evil she is ’cause she wants to rule the dang world. She might not be ready to take on the Vampyre High Council
and
the human world. Yet. So she can’t let the Council know she’s cool with Zoey being almost dead, even though she’s glad.”
    “Father doesn’t want Zoey dead. He simply wants to possess her.”
    Stevie Rae gave him a hard look. “Some of us think being
possessed
against our will is worse than death.”
    He snorted. “You mean like being Imprinted by accident?”
    Stevie Rae frowned at him. “No, that’s not what I mean at all.”
    He snorted again and kept rubbing his arm.
    Still frowning, she continued, “But what you’re sayin’ is that Kalona didn’t mean for what he did to Heath to cause Zoey’s soul to shatter?”
    “No, because that would most likely lead to her death.”
    “Most likely?” Stevie Rae pounced on the words. “Does that mean it’s not one hundred percent certain Z’s gonna die. ’Cause that’s what the vamps are sayin’.”
    “Vampyres aren’t thinking with the mind of an immortal. No death is ever as certain as mortals believe. Zoey will die if her spirit doesn’t return to her body, but it is not impossible for her spirit to become whole again. It would be difficult, yes, and she would need a guide and a protector in the Otherworld, but—” His words broke off, and Stevie Rae saw shock in his eyes.
    “What?”
    “Neferet is using my father to ensure Zoey’s spirit doesn’t return. She trapped his body while he was wounded and commanded his soul to do her bidding in the Otherworld.”
    “But you said Kalona was kicked out of there by Nyx. How could he go back?”
    Rephaim’s eyes widened. “His
body
was banished.”
    “And his body’s still in this realm! It’s his spirit that’s returned,” Stevie Rae finished for him.
    “Yes! Neferet has forced him to return. I know my father well. He would never skulk back to Nyx’s Otherworld. He has too much pride. He would only return if the Goddess herself asked it of him.”
    “How do you know that for sure? Maybe he’s going after Zoey because he finally gets it that she’ll never be with him, and, like a scary, psycho stalker, he’d rather see her dead than with someone else. That could’ve pissed him off bad enough that his pride could handle a little skulkin’.”
    Rephaim shook his head. “Father