friend was now his
archenemy. He missed the old Devlin, the kind one,
the one that made him laugh. They had been friends for so long, it
was hard to let go, but he had to accept it now. There was no
turning back, not ever, not unless he wanted to risk the safety of
Eloise, and the safety of her mother. He had to face it, Devlin was
doomed and he was obviously planning to drag him along with him.
Then the same horrible thought crossed his mind. Lucifer must have
put him up to it.
Chapter Six
Nathaniel wandered into
the kitchen to see if Madeline was all right after her encounter
with Devlin. She was sitting at the kitchen table with her laptop
on and a cup of coffee in her hand. Leaning over her shoulder, he
peered down to see what she was reading. His eyes went wide when he
saw she was doing a search on ghosts. He rubbed his chin. Oh, so
she really did feel Devlin near her. He couldn’t believe Devlin had
done that to her, and he certainly hadn’t expected him to threaten
to kidnap Eloise. Sure, he’d always said he wanted her back as a
ward, but to kidnap her was downright evil.
Things were turning out
much worse than Nathaniel expected. He shouldn’t have become too
complacent over the years just because Devlin hadn’t showed up. Now
he was even more afraid for Eloise’s safety, especially now she was
no longer a child. And he couldn’t help but fear for Devlin’s
future. The way he was going he’d end up as one of Lucifer’s
demons, and though he might enjoy a happy life on Earth in return,
eventually he’d spend eternity in Hell.
Nathaniel covered his
face with his hands. It was a good job angels didn’t usually cry
for he would surely shed many tears. He felt empty like he’d lost
something special. Though he was happy he still had Eloise to
guide, the dream of having his best friend back one day was gone
forever, and the thought of Devlin suffering infinitely at the
hands of Lucifer was tearing him apart.
Shaking himself from his
deliberations, he glanced around. There were no breakfast dishes in
the sink, so her guessed Eloise must be still in her room. Though
he knew she liked to sleep late on Saturdays, he decided to check
on her.
When he wandered into her
room, he scowled. Eloise was still in her bed, but she was wide
awake with a pained look on her face. Worried Devlin might have
been in her bedroom, he moved closer to her to try and read her
thoughts. Before he had a chance, Madeline tapped on the door and
poked her head in. “Sweetie, I’m going shopping today. Do you want
to come?”
Eloise glanced up and
frowned. “Not today, I don’t feel good.”
Madeline walked into the
room. “Why, what’s the matter?”
“ I have a
sharp pain in my stomach.”
“ Maybe you’re
just hungry, love. I’ll make you some blueberry
pancakes.”
“ No, thanks,
I feel nauseous.”
Madeline headed out the
door. “Okay, I’ll bring you some tea.”
Nathaniel moved closer to
the bed. It wasn’t like Eloise to refuse her favourite breakfast.
She usually had such a good appetite. He rubbed his chin. He didn’t
like the sound of this. Eloise rarely got ill. As he was about to
connect with her mind to see how bad the pain was, Madeline came
back in with a steaming mug and a plate of cookies. “Here, drink
this. It’s herb tea, so it might make you feel better.”
Eloise sat up and sipped
on the tea. “Thanks, Mum, but I don’t want the
biscuits.”
Madeline put her hands on
her hips. “You’re not on some silly diet, are you? I see you’ve
lost weight lately.”
Eloise rolled her eyes.
“No, Mum, I’m not. I feel really sick and I have for weeks now. I’m
probably gonna die.”
“ Oh, don’t be
so melodramatic, Eloise.” She placed her hand on her daughter’s
brow. “Hmm, you feel a bit warm. You might have a
temperature.”
Pulling the covers back
around her, Eloise shivered. “Well, how come I’m cold?”
“ You’ve
probably got a chill, so maybe I should take
archenemy. He missed the old Devlin, the kind one,
the one that made him laugh. They had been friends for so long, it
was hard to let go, but he had to accept it now. There was no
turning back, not ever, not unless he wanted to risk the safety of
Eloise, and the safety of her mother. He had to face it, Devlin was
doomed and he was obviously planning to drag him along with him.
Then the same horrible thought crossed his mind. Lucifer must have
put him up to it.
Chapter Six
Nathaniel wandered into
the kitchen to see if Madeline was all right after her encounter
with Devlin. She was sitting at the kitchen table with her laptop
on and a cup of coffee in her hand. Leaning over her shoulder, he
peered down to see what she was reading. His eyes went wide when he
saw she was doing a search on ghosts. He rubbed his chin. Oh, so
she really did feel Devlin near her. He couldn’t believe Devlin had
done that to her, and he certainly hadn’t expected him to threaten
to kidnap Eloise. Sure, he’d always said he wanted her back as a
ward, but to kidnap her was downright evil.
Things were turning out
much worse than Nathaniel expected. He shouldn’t have become too
complacent over the years just because Devlin hadn’t showed up. Now
he was even more afraid for Eloise’s safety, especially now she was
no longer a child. And he couldn’t help but fear for Devlin’s
future. The way he was going he’d end up as one of Lucifer’s
demons, and though he might enjoy a happy life on Earth in return,
eventually he’d spend eternity in Hell.
Nathaniel covered his
face with his hands. It was a good job angels didn’t usually cry
for he would surely shed many tears. He felt empty like he’d lost
something special. Though he was happy he still had Eloise to
guide, the dream of having his best friend back one day was gone
forever, and the thought of Devlin suffering infinitely at the
hands of Lucifer was tearing him apart.
Shaking himself from his
deliberations, he glanced around. There were no breakfast dishes in
the sink, so her guessed Eloise must be still in her room. Though
he knew she liked to sleep late on Saturdays, he decided to check
on her.
When he wandered into her
room, he scowled. Eloise was still in her bed, but she was wide
awake with a pained look on her face. Worried Devlin might have
been in her bedroom, he moved closer to her to try and read her
thoughts. Before he had a chance, Madeline tapped on the door and
poked her head in. “Sweetie, I’m going shopping today. Do you want
to come?”
Eloise glanced up and
frowned. “Not today, I don’t feel good.”
Madeline walked into the
room. “Why, what’s the matter?”
“ I have a
sharp pain in my stomach.”
“ Maybe you’re
just hungry, love. I’ll make you some blueberry
pancakes.”
“ No, thanks,
I feel nauseous.”
Madeline headed out the
door. “Okay, I’ll bring you some tea.”
Nathaniel moved closer to
the bed. It wasn’t like Eloise to refuse her favourite breakfast.
She usually had such a good appetite. He rubbed his chin. He didn’t
like the sound of this. Eloise rarely got ill. As he was about to
connect with her mind to see how bad the pain was, Madeline came
back in with a steaming mug and a plate of cookies. “Here, drink
this. It’s herb tea, so it might make you feel better.”
Eloise sat up and sipped
on the tea. “Thanks, Mum, but I don’t want the
biscuits.”
Madeline put her hands on
her hips. “You’re not on some silly diet, are you? I see you’ve
lost weight lately.”
Eloise rolled her eyes.
“No, Mum, I’m not. I feel really sick and I have for weeks now. I’m
probably gonna die.”
“ Oh, don’t be
so melodramatic, Eloise.” She placed her hand on her daughter’s
brow. “Hmm, you feel a bit warm. You might have a
temperature.”
Pulling the covers back
around her, Eloise shivered. “Well, how come I’m cold?”
“ You’ve
probably got a chill, so maybe I should take
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