Birth of Jaiden by Jennifer Malone Wright Read Free Book Online

black suit and cape. Who does he think
he is, Dracula?
    “Get out of my
house.”
    Despite Malcolm’s costumed
appearance, Stewart was frightened of him. However, he was never
one to back down from anyone.
    “You little fool.”
Malcolm’s deep voice resonated through the kitchen. “Have you
decided yet?”
    Stewart held his head
high. “I will never betray the council.”
    Malcolm laughed
derisively. “Oh really. I suppose you need one more day to think
about it.”
    “No. I won’t change my
mind.”
    Malcolm grasped his black satin
cape on both sides and fingered the soft fabric. “You have never known what you’ve
wanted, Stewart.”
    “Your mind games won’t
work with me. I’ve played them my whole life. Besides, it’s none of
your business what I want.”
    “Of course it is, Stewart,
you are my key weapon.”
    “I will not betray the
council,” Stewart repeated.
    “You mean the old man who
picked you up off the streets?”
    “ Don’t you dare speak badly of Jeremiah. Besides, the
council is the closest thing to a family that I’ve ever had. I will
never turn my back on them.”
    “Just because your own
family didn’t want you doesn’t mean that a bunch of idiots who want
to run the world want you.”
    “Shut up!”
    “I can give you a better
life, Stewart.”
    “ I said shut up !”
    “One way or another, I
will get my way.”
    “You always underestimate
the council and their army.”
    Malcolm reared his head
back and bared his fangs as he laughed. “Think about it, Stewart.
You don’t have much time left.”
    “Get out!” Stewart waved
his hand at the door in dismissal.
    “I will come for you
tomorrow night.”
    Malcolm menacingly waved
his cape in front of his face; then a huge cloud of smoke appeared
and he was gone.
    Stewart shook his
head.
    “What a freak,” he said
loudly. “I don’t care if you can hear me,” he said even
louder.
    He returned to bed and
pulled the blanket over his head, fully knowing he would begin the
next morning without having had any rest. He only lay there
thinking, just like Malcolm had said he would.
     
    7
     
    Alex paced the floor with
the baby. Overwhelmed, his mind skimmed over all the things he had
to do. There were so many things he needed to buy; they still
needed to find a witch for the baby, not to mention whatever was
going on with Malcolm.
    Suddenly, he felt a warm
liquid spreading onto his arm. He cleared his throat.
“Danielle.”
    “ Yes.”
    “ I think we forgot
something.”
    From the sofa, Danielle
raised an eyebrow. “What?”
    “ A diaper !” He wondered how he was ever going to
manage this. Gently, he laid Jaiden on the sofa and spread out the
blanket which had been swaddled around her. He heard giggling and
glanced over his shoulder. “Danielle!”
    Her hand flew up and
covered her lips.
    “ This isn’t funny,” he
snapped at her. “Will you grab those diapers?”
    Danielle stood. “It’s
nearly dawn. Why don’t you go to sleep and let me take care of her
until you wake?”
    Surprised at the time,
Alex nodded. “Thank you.”
    Jaiden sighed and puckered
her lips in sleep. Danielle smiled and waved him off.
    Once in his coffin, he lay
silently and waited for sleep. He felt resigned to his sudden
responsibility though he wasn’t sure if he was doing it for God,
the child, or himself.
    Well, no matter what the
reason, it’s a done deal now , he thought.
    For the first time in a
while, Alex enjoyed a peaceful and dreamless sleep. Although he
wasn’t totally confident about being able to handle raising a baby,
he awoke to the realization that it was part of believing in
God.
    Sometimes, he will throw
things at you which you cannot control. Or things you won’t
necessarily like, such as letting one of his children get turned
into a vampire, but you have to stay strong and trust in
him.
    Invigorated from the
potency of his thought, Alex went to greet Danielle and Jaiden in
the sitting room. Jaiden was wide awake and lay