Disclaimer: I don't own House of Night...I adore it...that's about it. (Zoey's POV. This takes place after the 7th book.)
The dream started out with a field. I had gotten used to seeing this field. It had the same waving wheat, and it was steadily lined with trees. I looked down at myself. Again, I was wearing a buckskin dress that was cut off mid-thigh. The top of the dress was frayed, and pushed my boobs up, looking slightly slutty. I grimaced and adjusted the dang thing.
Hello, A-ya.
I knew that voice...that deep, beautiful, and utterly deadly voice. Kalona. "Whaddya want?" I yelled into the sky.
Is it not simple enough? I want you, my A-ya.
"Okay, I thought I got rid of you? Seriously, stop following me! I thought Nyx told you to leave me alone."
She said no such thing, and your goddess means nothing to me.
"Oh yeah, I'll believe that once you say you love her again." I sneered. I felt a tugging force, and I fought to stay where I was. "Leave me alone!" I yelled. My arms were suddenly tight against my body, and I shook my head, feeling my neck begin to strain. "Wind, come to me." I muttered, and I felt a familiar rush of warm air around me. "Blow. Him. Away!" I choked, feeling the invisible hold on my throat tightening. The sensation of air left, and I heard a grunt.
That didn't stop it.
The grasp became tighter, and I felt my eyes water. I opened my mouth, and let out a high pitched wail.