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Alexander. “Anyone follows and I’ll send her straight to Hell.” He held up his deformed stump. “You try anything, and I’ll summon the hundreds of demons in and around Kemp to dismember your father, one organ at a time.”
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Alexander twisted and bucked. Boon crashed to the ground, pulling Alexander down on top of him.
“Let me go!”
Stunned, Alexander watched as Gabby faded into the dark night with Forras by her side.
He clawed at the linoleum floor of the entryway, struggling to rescue her from the demon that had nearly sent her to darkness forever.
As they were swallowed up by the night, Boon’s arms slid from his chest. Grey creatures still remained in the shadows of the trees, watching them. They followed Forras’s commands, remaining to guard them, but kept their distance until he ordered otherwise.
The hatred that once drove his every action rippled through his body. He turned on Boon and thrust his hands into his chest.
Boon stumbled back. “I was just following orders.”
Sammy flew between them. Grace stumbled over some boards, kneeling beside him.
“How could you? How could you guys let her go?” His hands shook. “We’ve got to find her.” He pivoted to the front porch and dozens of red eyes flickered in the moonlight.
Sammy slid her hand into Boon’s. “We’re not going anywhere. You heard Forras. Do you want to risk Gabby? Besides, aren’t you forgetting something?”
Alexander turned from the enlarged doorway and saw Bruce sprawled on the floor of the living room, surrounded by debris and rubble. The scent of blood filled the air. Alexander pulled his wings in and navigated the piles of wreckage over to Bruce. Kneeling, he pressed his palm to Bruce’s shoulder. “Bruce, I’m sorry. I’ve gotcha.” Soothing energy rolled down his arms to his fingertips, sating the fire within him. His mind was still engrossed with how to save Gabby, but his body relaxed.
“Gabby. She…”
Alexander redirected his attention and calmed Bruce. “Don’t worry. I’ll get her back.” And he would, too. Nothing would stop him from sending Forras back to Hell, where he should have gone in the first place.
Alexander fought against the demon stench, festering inside Bruce’s wound, and the alcohol flooding his blood stream. Why had her father let her down again? A part of Alexander wanted to throttle Bruce. The other one wanted to heal not only his body, but his soul, the piece that never healed after his wife’s death.
Alexander shook off the memory and mended Bruce’s collarbone. Muscle fibers laced together, tendons weaved into a solid mass connecting muscle to bone. Finally, he sealed the skin.
Bruce sighed and sat up. “Thanks, son.”
“It’s fine.” Alexander heard his harsh tone, but stood and faced the rest of his friends and family. Boon ducked beneath the hanging remnants of the ceiling while Sammy and Grace retracted their wings and walked through the front door toward him.
“Are you going to do something stupid?” Bruce asked with a hint of accusation.
Alexander crossed his arms over his chest. “No, but she shouldn’t have gone with him. We are meant to protect her.”
Grace patted his shoulder but he shrugged away, not wanting her soothing gift. “We need to let her lead us. I know it’s hard, Alex, but Gabby still struggles with who and what she is. If we continue to baby her, she’ll never reach her full potential in time.”
“So, what then? Are we just going to stay here and wait for Forras to send her to darkness and win the war for Satan?” Alexander accused. He knew she had a point. He needed to let Gabby grow into the leader she needed to be, but making a deal with Forras wasn’t the way to go.
Boon headed down the hall, probably checking the perimeter. They had a hard enough time holding their own, before. If Forras didn’t keep his end of the deal, there was no way they’d stand a chance without Gabby.
Sammy glanced out the
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Alexander twisted and bucked. Boon crashed to the ground, pulling Alexander down on top of him.
“Let me go!”
Stunned, Alexander watched as Gabby faded into the dark night with Forras by her side.
He clawed at the linoleum floor of the entryway, struggling to rescue her from the demon that had nearly sent her to darkness forever.
As they were swallowed up by the night, Boon’s arms slid from his chest. Grey creatures still remained in the shadows of the trees, watching them. They followed Forras’s commands, remaining to guard them, but kept their distance until he ordered otherwise.
The hatred that once drove his every action rippled through his body. He turned on Boon and thrust his hands into his chest.
Boon stumbled back. “I was just following orders.”
Sammy flew between them. Grace stumbled over some boards, kneeling beside him.
“How could you? How could you guys let her go?” His hands shook. “We’ve got to find her.” He pivoted to the front porch and dozens of red eyes flickered in the moonlight.
Sammy slid her hand into Boon’s. “We’re not going anywhere. You heard Forras. Do you want to risk Gabby? Besides, aren’t you forgetting something?”
Alexander turned from the enlarged doorway and saw Bruce sprawled on the floor of the living room, surrounded by debris and rubble. The scent of blood filled the air. Alexander pulled his wings in and navigated the piles of wreckage over to Bruce. Kneeling, he pressed his palm to Bruce’s shoulder. “Bruce, I’m sorry. I’ve gotcha.” Soothing energy rolled down his arms to his fingertips, sating the fire within him. His mind was still engrossed with how to save Gabby, but his body relaxed.
“Gabby. She…”
Alexander redirected his attention and calmed Bruce. “Don’t worry. I’ll get her back.” And he would, too. Nothing would stop him from sending Forras back to Hell, where he should have gone in the first place.
Alexander fought against the demon stench, festering inside Bruce’s wound, and the alcohol flooding his blood stream. Why had her father let her down again? A part of Alexander wanted to throttle Bruce. The other one wanted to heal not only his body, but his soul, the piece that never healed after his wife’s death.
Alexander shook off the memory and mended Bruce’s collarbone. Muscle fibers laced together, tendons weaved into a solid mass connecting muscle to bone. Finally, he sealed the skin.
Bruce sighed and sat up. “Thanks, son.”
“It’s fine.” Alexander heard his harsh tone, but stood and faced the rest of his friends and family. Boon ducked beneath the hanging remnants of the ceiling while Sammy and Grace retracted their wings and walked through the front door toward him.
“Are you going to do something stupid?” Bruce asked with a hint of accusation.
Alexander crossed his arms over his chest. “No, but she shouldn’t have gone with him. We are meant to protect her.”
Grace patted his shoulder but he shrugged away, not wanting her soothing gift. “We need to let her lead us. I know it’s hard, Alex, but Gabby still struggles with who and what she is. If we continue to baby her, she’ll never reach her full potential in time.”
“So, what then? Are we just going to stay here and wait for Forras to send her to darkness and win the war for Satan?” Alexander accused. He knew she had a point. He needed to let Gabby grow into the leader she needed to be, but making a deal with Forras wasn’t the way to go.
Boon headed down the hall, probably checking the perimeter. They had a hard enough time holding their own, before. If Forras didn’t keep his end of the deal, there was no way they’d stand a chance without Gabby.
Sammy glanced out the
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