years
ago because I didn't save her in time. I was too preoccupied with
my own feelings. I let her down. I let you down. Most importantly, I let God
down."
He squeezed Simra closer against him.
"But I'll assure you of this. I'm protecting her granddaughter with
every power I have whether you like it or not."
She inhaled his intoxicating cedar
aroma between sobs and jerked away from him. He had the same effect
on her as his brother in the beginning. She needed to avoid Zach as
much as possible to keep from getting hurt again. Both angels were
fallen whether Zach said so or not. "Just leave us
alone!"
"I'd do as you ask, but I can't and
won't. Lucinda asked me to take care of you. I promised her. And I
need your help." Zach's gaze turned troubled. "We should flee to
safety. Now! My brother's back. He's here for you this time. Trust
me and hold on to me."
Simra’s breath caught in her throat
when a dark shadow billowed behind Zach, and the lamp flickered.
Her body grew weak again. She needed rest. But she needed to stay
conscious and protect Lucinda!
Tristan was back, and there was nothing
Simra could do. She felt like a helpless human with sudden fainting
spells. Darkness closed in on her, and she collapsed.
Chapter 5
"For God's purpose for us
is not wrath, but salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ." - I
Thessalonians 5:9
Zach caught Simra in his arms when she
collapsed. Something was wrong with her. Something caused by his
brother. A curse.
Zach placed Simra beside her
grandmother on the bed. Azazel shadowed over him as Zach bent down.
The angel turned to look into the face of his twin brother. The
demon’s glowing eyes burned into his with a smoldering fury.
Azazel’s hands clenched by his sides, and he squared his shoulders.
The evil demon showed no fear of Zach.
“I thought I told you she belongs to
me, Zach. Simra doesn’t want you. She loved me first and still
loves me. If you don’t leave now, I’ll bring an end to you…forever
this time.”
Zach tightened his jaw. “Simra thought
she loved you once. You never loved her. You’ll never understand
the meaning of love. You’re nothing but a demon, and her soul
belongs to God. What have you done to her?”
Tristan gave him a sarcastic smirk.
"She'll be with me forever, whether I'm destroyed or not. Simra's
staying with me wherever I go. So forget about keeping her for
yourself. She's mine."
Zach stormed toward his brother before
Azazel could reach him and placed a hand on the demon’s head. The
angel pinned him against the wall. He mumbled a prayer to send his
brother into a dark slumber for a while.
“ Lord, thank You for giving
me power and authority over demons. I cover myself, Simra, and
Lucinda in the blood of Jesus. I command you, Azazel, to leave this
area in Jesus's name," Zach grumbled in the
Aramaic dialect.
Azazel’s ragged screams filled the
nursing home. The sunlight of the Spirit beamed through the room
and chased away the demon. Zach nodded a silent ‘thank you’ to Him
before rushing to Simra. He glanced at Lucinda, who smiled in her
peaceful slumber.
Simra remained unconscious. Zach took
her hands in his. They were clammy. He remembered Simra eating
donuts earlier, but that's all he saw her eat. Was she a
diabetic?
Zach left Simra with her grandmother to
grab an insulin shot and glucose meter out of the medicine room. He
returned without anyone noticing the extra equipment taken. Zach
pricked Simra's finger and allowed her blood to trickle onto the
meter. Sixty-two. She suffered severe hypoglycemia.
Zach jabbed the insulin shot into her
to bring her blood sugar back up. Now, he just needed to take her
to the lake house before she awoke. The angel of death dared to
caress the tender flesh of the young woman’s face.
Zach gathered Simra close against him,
and warmth ignited inside him. Her nearness captivated him as he
went through the city and held her in his arms. He looked down at
the sleeping beauty again and
Damien Broderick, Paul di Filippo