Untamed

invited into someone's house to enter?" And then I answered my own question. "Wait, that must have changed, because I didn't actually invite you in here, and here you are. Not that I wouldn't have invited you in. I definitely would have," I added quickly.
    "I dunno about that one. I walked right into the Red Cross place."
    "You mean you walked right in after you mind-controlled that little lab tech to unlock the door for you," Aphrodite said.
    Stevie Rae blushed. "I didn't hurt her or anything, and she won't remember any of it."
    "But she didn't invite you in?" I asked.
    "No, but the Red Cross building is a public place, and it feels different to me. Oh, and I don't think you'd have to invite me in here, Z. I used to live here, remember?"
    I smiled at her. "I remember."
    "If you two start holding hands and singing 'Lean on Me,' I'm going to have to excuse myself so I don't start retching," Aphrodite said.
    "Can you not use some of your mind control on her and get her to stop once and for all?" I asked.
    "Nope. I've already tried it. There's something about her brain that I can't get into."
    "It's my superior intelligence," Aphrodite said.
    "It's more like your superior annoyance," I said. "Go on, Stevie Rae."
    "Let's see, what else . . ." She thought for a couple of seconds, then said, "I'm a lot stronger than I used to be."
    "Regular adult vamps are strong," I said. Then I remembered she'd had to stop for blood. "So, you still have to have blood?"
    "Yep, but if I don't get it, I don't think I'd go all crazy like I did before. I wouldn't like doing without it, but I don't think I'd turn into a bloodsucking monster."
    "But she doesn't know for sure," Aphrodite said.
    "I hate it when she's right, but she's right," Stevie Rae said. "There's just so much I don't know about what kind of vampyre I've Changed into that it's more than a little scary."
    "Don't worry. We have plenty of time to figure all of this out."
    Stevie Rae smiled and shrugged. "Well, y'all are gonna have to figure this out on your own 'cause I really do gotta go." Surprising the crap out of me, she started toward the window.
    "Hang on. We have lots more talking to do. And what with the big announcement that winter break is over, there are going to be fledglings and vamps everywhere again, not to mention there're the Sons of Erebus and the whole war-against-the-humans thing to deal with if I try to leave campus to see you, so I don't know when I'll be able to see you." I was beginning to feel a little short of breath about the multiple issues we had going on.
    "Don't worry, Z. I still got that phone you gave me. Just call, and I can sneak back in here anytime."
    "You mean anytime there's no sunlight," Aphrodite said, helping me open the window for Stevie Rae.
    "Yeah, that's what I mean." Stevie Rae looked at Aphrodite. "You know you can come with me if you don't want to stay here and pretend."
    I blinked at my BFF in surprise. It wasn't like she could stand Aphrodite, but here she was, offering her a place to stay, and using a nice tone of voice about it, too, which was exactly like the Stevie Rae I knew and loved—and I felt like crap that somewhere in the back of my mind I'd imagined her acting undead and inhuman again.
    "Really, you can come with me," Stevie Rae repeated, and when Aphrodite didn't say anything, she added something that seemed really odd to me. "I know what it's like to pretend. You wouldn't have to do that in the tunnels."
    I expected Aphrodite to sneer at her and make a crack about the red fledglings and bad hygiene, but what she actually said surprised me even more than Stevie Rae's offer.
    "I have to stay here and pretend I'm still a fledgling. I'm not going to leave Zoey alone, and I don't trust the gay boy and the Dorkamese Twins to do the buddy thing right now. But thanks, Stevie Rae."
    I smiled at Aphrodite. "See, you can be nice when you try."
    "I'm not being nice. I'm being practical. A world filled with war isn't attractive. You know, what with all that sweaty running and fighting and killing each other. It's just not conducive to good hair or well-maintained nails."
    "Aphrodite," I said wearily, "being nice is not a bad thing."
    "So says the Queen of Notnormal Land," Aphrodite quipped.
    "Which means she's queen of you, Vision Girl," Stevie Rae said. Then she gave me a quick hug. "Bye, Z. I'll see you soon. Promise."
    I hugged her back, loving that she felt and smelled and sounded like her old self again. "Okay, but I wish