Tempted

burning in this same field, which seemed to expand to include the whole damn world.”
    “What?”
    “Yeah, it was seriously bad. I’ve never had a vision about vamps dying. Well, except those two I had about you, and you’re just a fledgling so I don’t count them.”
    I wasted energy frowning at her, which she couldn’t see. “Did you recognize anyone except the burning vamps? Were Neferet and Kalona there, too?”
    Aphrodite didn’t say anything for a moment. Then she reached up and took the damp towel from her eyes. She blinked. I could tell the red was already starting to fade. She squinted at me. “That’s better. I can mostly see you now. So, here’s the end of the vision: Kalona was there. Neferet wasn’t there. Instead, you were there. With him. And I do mean you were
with
him. He was all over you and you liked it. Uh, may I just say eew about having to watch that make-out scene, especially since I was watching it from the perspective of the peoplewho were roasting while you did the nasty. Basically it was more than clear that you being with Kalona caused the world as we know it to end.”
    I rubbed a shaky hand across my face, like I could wipe away the memory of me as A-ya in Kalona’s arms. “I’m never going to be with Kalona.”
    “Okay, what I’m getting ready to say is not because I’m being a bitch—at least not this time.”
    “Go ahead, just say it.”
    “You’re A-ya reincarnated.”
    “We’ve already established that,” I said, my voice sounding sharper than I intended.
    Aphrodite put up her hand. “Hang on. I’m not accusing you of anything. It’s just that this ancient Cherokee girl whose soul you’re kinda sharing was created to love Kalona. Right?”
    “Yes, but you need to understand that I. Am. Not. Her.” I enunciated each word slowly and distinctly.
    “Look, Zoey, I know that. But I also know you’re a lot more attracted to Kalona than you want to admit to anyone, and that probably includes yourself. You’ve already had one memory of being A-ya that was so strong it made you pass out. What if you’re not completely able to control what you feel for him because the attraction’s been hardwired into your soul?”
    “You think I haven’t already thought about that? Hell, Aphrodite, I’ll stay away from Kalona!” I yelled my frustration. “
Completely
away from him. Then there will be no chance I’ll ever be with him again, and your vision will not happen.”
    “It’s not that simple. The vision where you’re with him wasn’t the only one I had. Actually, now that I think about it, it was a little like those stupid visions I had of your death where first I saw you get your throat slit and your head basically cut off, then in the same damn vision I got to drown with you. Talk about stress.”
    “Yes, I remember. It was
my
death you were seeing.”
    “Yeah, but so far
I’m
the only one who’s experienced your deaths. Again, I say
not pleasant
.”
    “Would you please finish telling me about your visions?”
    She gave me a long-suffering look, but continued. “So, the vision split, like what happened with the two different deaths I saw for you. One minute you’re sucking face and doing nasty stuff with Kalona. Oh, and I felt agony, too.”
    “Well, yeah, that makes sense. You were burning,” I said, frustrated that she couldn’t just tell the darn vision.
    “No, I mean I felt
other
agony. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t coming from the burning people. Someone else was there, and they were definitely under duress.”
    “Duress? That sounds really bad.” My stomach was hurting again.
    “Yep. Seriously uncomfortable. One minute people were burning, I felt lots of agony, blah, blah, and you were doing it with the evil angel. Then everything changed. It was obviously a different day—in a different place. People were still burning and I still felt the weird agony stuff, but instead of doing the dirty with Kalona you stepped out of his arms. Not very far, though. And you said something to him. Whatever you said changed everything.”
    “How?”
    “You killed him and all the fire and such stopped.”
    “I killed Kalona!”
    “Yep. At least that’s what it looked like to me.”
    “Well, what did I say to him that had the power to do that?”
    She shrugged. “Don’t know. I couldn’t hear you. I was experiencing the vision from the burning peoples’ perspective and feeling stupid agony from wherever; I was just a tad bit busy being in