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“That’s the most random advice to give,” Sawyer acknowledged.

“Right? You’re so weird, Cornelius.”

“Shut up,” he huffed and was the first to head to the door.

Sawyer and Arthur were next before Atticus and I looked at Lucifer and Dark Nessa one more time.

“So…we’ll see you again soon,” I quietly voiced while trying not to feel like this may be our last time seeing each other.

I didn’t want to be negative in the slightest, but I did fear that we may not see each other.

“I will be a staple in your life, Nerissa,” he whispered, and he didn’t hesitate to walk to us until he stood before me and very gently brushed the crown part of my head.

I felt a tiny spark of heat ignite from his touch, leaving me to wonder what was there.

“My mark will always lead me to you. Simply call my name with intention and I’ll be there.”

That made my lips lift in a smile as I slowly bobbed my head.

“Okay,” I whispered. “I’ll call you again when we obtain victory.”

“I’ll be waiting,” he assured me.

With one final shared look, I squeezed Atticus’s hand and the two of us turned away to the door where the others waited.

“Let’s go,” I urged with seriousness, knowing this was the breaking point of getting us the desired outcome we needed to win this unexpected battle. “To the gates of Heaven.”

We’re coming for you, Mother…

CHAPTER7

To The Realms Of Heaven

“And why should I help you?”

I should really be helping my men with their “not so smooth” confrontation with Saint Michael, but I was so pulled by the wonderful golden gates that I couldn’t stop staring at the way they glittered so magnificently.

If it wasn’t for Atticus practically holding me for dear life, I probably would have waltzed right to them without permission.

Is it worth the risk? Probably. Shiny shiny shiny.

"Michael, we need to retrieve Goddess Athena and encourage her return to the living,” Sawyer emphasized. “It’s imperative we do this for the sake of humanity and all creations across the supernatural races or else the world will be on a crash course to destruction.”

“And we don’t know how negatively affected the other universes will be because of this slip-up,” Arthur added. "You have the gift of sight. You can see that this isn’t in the plans of our Creator.”

Saint Michael wore a scowl that still looked as immaculate as ever on his flawless face.

“You know I’d be bending the rules for Horsemen who decided to bring some random woman with them who’s more interested in the golden gate than focusing on the conversation at hand,” Saint Michael acknowledged. He was probably glaring at me, but I was doing exactly what he said.

Shiny gate. Shiny gate. Shiny gate.

My poor wolf was chilling in my subconscious watching my new obsession like I’d become a puppy.

“She’s just unlocked her holy powers, Michael,” Atticus stressed. “You know how easily influenced we get when in places like this without a droplet of sin. Plus, she’s the newly appointed Goddess of Light. She wasn’t trained for this position, which is why we need to speak with Athena and get her aid with all of this.

Saint Michael stared down at us —or maybe me— in utter disappointment. But I didn’t care. He huffed. “I still don’t wish to allow you access,” he declared stubbornly.

“Michael,” Cornelius’s voice was firm as he muttered, “are you really going to deny Goddess Athena’s and Lucifer’s only daughter from meeting her mother and potentially saving all of humanity because you’re an overprotective jerk?”

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