The Fallen (The Alexandra Denton Chronicles) by Amanda K. Dudley-Penn Read Free Book Online Page B

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                  “You’re in between, life and death,” Reverend Boothe said, softly, “It happens sometimes when you pass out and sometimes, when you sleep.  That’s when we are able to reach out to you.  That’s why you hear of people getting visits from departed loved ones in their dreams.”
                  “We are sorry that we had to come to you this way but we were desperate,” Micah said with raised brows, “We’ve been trying to reach you since Lucifer’s visit and trying to visit you in your dreams wasn‘t working.”
                  “You’re the reason my nose has bled?” I asked as relief washed over me, “I thought I was dying.”
                  “We couldn’t find another way,” Micah said with a guilty smile, “I couldn’t visit your dad.  He has this wall that he‘s built.  I guess it helps him deal with his gifts.” 
                  “Well, I wish you could have found a way that didn‘t scare me half to death,” I said, narrowing my eyes. 
                  Micah smiled, amused,  “You’ll be okay.”
                  I frowned as I looked at her and then, Reverend Boothe, “Why were you so desperate to reach me?”
                  Reverend Boothe pursed his lips and then, raised his brows, “We were desperate because things have changed and even you who can see the future don’t realize how much and that’s dangerous.  You can‘t keep doing everything the way you‘re doing it.  It will get you killed.”
                  “I realize that.  Semarias told I can’t be the sacrifice anymore,” I said with a shrug.
                  “That’s not the only thing,” Micah said with a raised brow, “Though I’m glad you now know that you can’t keep putting yourself in danger for everyone.  Maybe I won’t worry so much.”
                  “Then, what are you talking about?” I asked as my frown deepened. 
                  “Think, Alex,” Micah said, gazing at me pointedly, “Things have changed.  For example. maybe Kelly won’t be the first one that the demons will target.  Maybe someone’s gift is more important.”
                  I frowned, “Whose gift would be more important than Kelly’s to a demon.”
                  Reverend Boothe raised his brows as he looked into my eyes, “What if there was someone who could see whether someone was possessed?” Reverend Boothe asked.
                  “That would be great,” I said with wide eyes, “They could tell Kelly and she could cast them out and we could defeat them much easier.”
                  “Now, think.  Who would have that gift?” Reverend Boothe asked. 
                  I frowned as I thought of my father who could see ghosts and then, Jenna who could see auras.  My mouth dropped open as I remembered the vision I had just before finding myself in their presence. 
                  “Oh no,” I said, feeling my heart drop, “It’s Jenna.”
                  “Yes,” Micah said but I shook my head.
                  “She doesn’t live with anyone who is Appointed and she doesn’t have a physical gift,” I said, suddenly worried, “She‘s by herself.”
                  Reverend Boothe nodded, “You need to figure out a way to keep her safe.”
                  I raised my chin determined, “I will.  I promise.”
                  Micah stepped forward, “Now, you must go back,” she said, caressing my face.  Her eyes darkened in sadness, “Tell Ky that I am so proud of him and that I love him.”
                  “I will,” I said, hugging her quickly and then, turning to Reverend Boothe and embracing him. 
                  “Do you remember how to get back?” He