Chapter 12: Izadora
I rubbed a hand over my swollen belly, my restless little one kicking my insides as I paced back and forth in the kitchen. There has to be something I can do to help Elyah face her daemon and bring herself out of this coma-like state she's been in for the past five days. It was just two days ago that I spoke with her telepathically, only to find that her daemon wants to break free and wreak havoc on pretty much everyone who has ever done her wrong.
Elyah's subconscious has shut her body down in an effort to protect herself as well as others. None of us are really handling this well, but Kael is the worst of all. He hasn't left Elyah's side once since I spoke with her; Titus has forced him to eat lately almost literally having to shove the food down his throat.
I have watched the brute of a man I once knew as strong and emotionless, besides anger of course, turn into a loving man now only to be a mere glimpse of himself as he watches his love battle herself internally. I want so bad to slap some sense into him, to wake him up from his self-pitying haze and make him help me get Elyah back but I know I can't do that until I have some sort of plan. No, he's useless to me as he is but I think I know exactly who might be able to help me. I used my mental ties to my family and friends to call on my closest friend, calling him to me for help. I placed my hands on the counter, palms down, quieted my body's emotions and whispered my dear friend's name.
"Dominic."
A white light twinkled before me on the opposite side of the counter as he manifested across from me quicker than I anticipated. His dark brown hair framing his chiseled face, green eyes peering out at me from under long lashes, his body stood close to seven feet tall with the strength of an ox. Wearing a black wife beater and jeans, he looked like every woman's, and certainly some men's, wet dream.
"Motherhood looks well on you Izzy, its been too long since you've come home to visit."
His large arms tenderly wrapped around me and pulled me into a warm embrace that reminded me of home, hell, he even smelled like home. He pulled away from the hug and looked me over before speaking again.
"I heard what happened to you; you're very blessed that Angélique is as kind hearted as she is. I don't dare think of what life would be without you or that little one that is on the way. You have been my best friend for too long to imagine what I would be without you around."
I ushered Dominic to the kitchen table and filled him in on Elyah's current battle, praying he could help me find a resolution before we all went insane with worry. Dominic sat staring at the coffee cup I had brought him during the explanation with his brows furrowed in deep thought. I rubbed my stomach, trying to calm my kicking little boy into sleep since my insides could definitely use a rest. I was silent as I watched Dominic idly run his fingers over the rim of the coffee cup and jumped when he suddenly spoke.
"I know how to help her, but Kael isn't going to be happy and you know it."
I sighed, of course Kael wouldn't like it, they hate each other with enough fury to burn down the gates of hell. No one's really sure why they don't get along; ever since they first met the two have bickered like children but fought like men. I'm sure Dominic knew I was desperate if I called him to help in the matters, I only prayed the two could hold off until we got Elyah the help she needs.
I listened intently as Dominic filled me in on how he planned to help Elyah. We would start by telepathically speaking with her again, that much was certain but what happened after that depended on Elyah and her ability to trust Dominic. We sat there for over an hour before I decided it was time to try our luck with the daemon in the bedroom.
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