Chloe's Guardian (The Nephilim Redemption Series Book 1) by Cheri Gillard

Author:Cheri Gillard [Gillard, Cheri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-03T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 27

Kaitlyn breathed slow, steady, and deep. She was curled up next to Chloe on a smelly blanket spread on the ground next to a campfire. The skinny orange-haired captor had pulled it off his horse and tossed it at them.

Unable to close her eyes, Chloe lay motionless staring into the darkness. She was numb and couldn’t cry any more. Images of her family abandoned in their burning house had scorched her brain. Being kidnapped by horrific monsters had left her paralyzed with terror. When her emotions weren’t shaking her with dread and anguish, her brain was trying to get around what had happened with Horace; to comprehend talking to glowing, winged celestial beings; battling against demons alongside Michael the archangel; flying through the heavens and—dare she think?—different dimensions. Had they actually been to heaven? Were they truly in a different time now? If Horace could do all she’d seen, was it such a stretch to believe he’d taken them to a different time?

The town they’d hurried through—could it really have been old Edinburgh? The castle on the hill looked mostly the same as its modern version. But everything else looked and smelled in every way like a medieval town. The vulgar people and feral horses, the spoiled food, the filthy clothes—it was all so unsophisticated and uncontained, crass and barbaric. And wildly frightening. The men were big and hairy, with untrimmed beards and dirty dark mops on their heads. Their kilts, if she could call them that, were nothing like the colorful pleated skirts she knew. The men strutted around with stained, worn plaid blankets draped around dingy yellow nightshirts. The few women they saw were rough, hairy, and nearly as dirty as the men. Children looked like they’d been sprinkled in oil then rolled in the dirt. Kaitlyn and she had finally admitted there was no other explanation but that they were in a different century.

But what on earth—or in heaven, or the universe for that matter—could she do to get home? She couldn’t click her heels three times and wake up from the nightmare. Her dad couldn’t come get her this time. Horace hadn’t come. Marooned and abandoned. That’s what I am. The distress and despair were enough to start her crying again, even when she thought she couldn’t possibly spill one more tear.

Nighttime was the only time Kaitlyn and she were left alone together. Otherwise, the big one kept Chloe with him all the time, and the orange-haired one kept Kaitlyn, though the leader barked unintelligible words at him frequently, seemingly keeping him from bothering Kaitlyn when he started to act up. The big one used Chloe’s extra sleeve coming out the middle of her bodice as his handle to pull her around and keep her close. Even now he had the sleeve tied to a rope—like a leash on an elephant’s trunk. He didn’t make the orange-haired one tether Kaitlyn because it was clear she was going wherever Chloe went.

And Chloe was going to escape. They had to get away before getting killed.

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