The Sacrifice (The Alexandra Denton Chronicles Book 4) Read Free

been wrong.  I was even going to apologize to Bastian.  Somehow, admitting that to myself caused me to relax and I was able to fall asleep. 
                  When I opened my eyes, I found that I was standing on a gravel road that was vaguely familiar.  There were trees making a canopy above me and nightfall was just beginning to darken the sky.  Whistling reached my ears and I turned to find my dad’s son…my half-brother, Matt walking down the darkened path from a barn that I realized was on his mother’s property.  Only recently had I begun to see Matt again.  When my father was in the deep abyss of drugs and alcohol, his mother hadn’t allowed him within his reach.  I suppose I could understand but it had been thirteen years and at fifteen, he was finally able to see us again.  Instantly, the bond returned between us and though there were only a few, he did have memories of playing with me when we were small. 
                  I called out to him happy to see him but he didn’t hear me as he walked by.  My blue eyes widened as I realized that this was a piece of Matt’s future.  That’s why I was able to move.  I wasn’t really there.  Neither was my future self.  I was merely a spectator. 
                  I watched as a wind whipped around him ruffling his brown hair.  I stiffened as eyes the same color as his hair widened in fear as a growl rose through the air.  A tremble worked through me as fear for my brother slid down my spine. 
                  “Run!” I screamed even though I realized he couldn’t hear me but still, it seemed he listened because in that second, his feet began to move. 
                  He raced away from the sound and only then, did I see what was chasing him….One of the fallen angels.  He was massive in comparison to my brother with muscle after muscle rippling across his nearly seven foot frame.  His red hair whipped behind him like fire.  His eyes were scarlet red. 
                  “No!” I screamed just as the fallen reached him but the scene changed as the fallen angel grabbed him by the neck.  Still, the scene before me was just as terrible.
                  My seven year old little sister, Ariel was holding our youngest sister, Annaleigh who was just a year and a half old.  They were huddled in a corner as the shadow of a fallen angel fell over them, surrounding them in darkness. 
                  “Ariel!” I screamed, terrified.  I wanted to save them but I didn’t know how.  Tears fell down my cheeks as I watched the fallen angel pick up the smallest of my sisters and I screamed, “Annaleigh!” 
                  I inhaled deeply ready to scream again but instead, I sat up in my bed.  Sweat poured from me as I glanced around my bedroom.  A tremble moved through my body as I tried to calm my racing heart.  Tears still poured down my cheeks as I sobbed. 
                  No matter what Bastian said, I no longer believed him.  What I had witnessed was not a normal dream.  It was brought to me in warning that Lucifer was coming and he wasn’t just coming for those who were part of the Appointed.  He was coming for those we loved. 
                  Matt, Annaleigh and Ariel were on his list and that frightened me.  They could not defend themselves.  We had to protect them but I didn’t know how. 
                  “Alex,” Kelly said, sleepily from across the room, pulling me from my thoughts.   Concern laced her voice as she sat up in bed and studied me silently with green amber flecked eyes.  She tilted her head and then, frowned, “Are you okay?”
                  “No,” I whispered in a tear drenched voice.  I shivered as I glanced out of the window terrified that I would see one of Lucifer’s brethren standing on the other side.  I turned back to Kelly as fear pierced