PART THREE: RISING
Chapter 1
Dameon:
“I’m bored, Daddy,” a little voice whispers in my ear making my eyes flutter open. Chubby fingers are grabbing my cheeks, and her perfectly angelic face is only an inch from my nose. She giggles as a sleepy grin spreads across my face and I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my chest.
Mariel is five years old already, and I love her more every day. She has her mother’s hair and eyes, as well as her captivating voice. She often sings quietly as she plays by herself, and it breaks my heart. I wish she could have a normal childhood with birthday parties, play dates and friends, but it’s too dangerous. She hasn’t shown any signs of supernatural ability, but I still can’t risk the legions of hell finding her.
So for now it’s just the two of us i
