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“What’s going—motherfucker!” I scream when he yanks the glass from my arm. I pull my arm to my chest, lifting my hand to cover the wound that’s throbbing—but only for a second.

I stare in awe as I realize the wound has already healed. “Well, that’s new.”

“Did you just heal yourself?” Wren asks, her voice shaky.

My eyes find my twin, and I let out a sigh of relief when I see she’s untouched. In fact, no one else was hit with glass, which makessense since I was the one closest to the window and most of it would’ve gone outside.

I nod slowly, just blinking at her for a moment. “Apparently.”

“Are we going to talk about the fact that Wren’s ex-husband is an angel? Or that he announced that the two of you are Lucifer’s daughters?” Cassian asks. He shrugs when everyone turns to him. “Sorry. I don’t think it’s something we can ignore.”

“No. It’s not.” Wraith pulls his hand out of his pocket. “Nor is it the most pressing matter at the moment. I need to find a new soul for Wren to reap so she doesn’t fail her final.”

It’s only then I realize Wren’s shaking almost uncontrollably. I hurry over and pull her into my arms. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” She scoffs but doesn’t pull away from me—in fact, she tries to burrow into my arms. “Michael is an angel? A demigod? How did I never know that? How could he have hidden so much from me? How didn’t I notice all of it? And we’re the devil’s daughters? All these questions are swirling around in my mind, and Wraith is worried about me passing my final.”

Donovan joins us, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Yes, he’s worried about it. If you don’t pass, then your soul gets sent to be judged. Clearly, we don’t want that to happen, so he’s doing what he can to prevent it. Everything else can wait until after. For now, you’re going to have to push aside those questions and reap your first soul.”

“Got one!” Wraith holds his phone up in triumph. “Why don’t the rest of you head back to the house? We can meet you there.”

“No.” I shake my head. “I want to go to my mom’s place. Wren died six months ago, so I’m assuming she’s made it home by now. I need to make sure she’s okay.”

Wraith looks like he wants to argue, but Wren glances up with tears in her eyes. “Please, Wraith. If I know I can go see my mom, then I’ll be able to focus.”

He runs a hand through his hair with a heavy sigh. “I’m going to be in so much trouble, but fine. We’ll go see your mom. But I want you four to wait here for us. Once Wren is finished, we’ll meet you back here. While she’s reaping her soul, I’m going to try to get a hold of Lucifer. He and your mom are the only ones who can confirm Michael’s story. Not to mention,Lucifer needs to know about him. There shouldn’t be any angels earth-side.”

“Why not?” Wren asks, pulling away from me and straightening her shoulders. “Why wouldn’t they be here?”

“Because they’re supposed to be locked in Olympus—Heaven?” Wraith shakes his head. “It would be so much easier if humans would stop changing the name. When the gods began going into deep slumbers from which they couldn’t be woken, the remaining gods decided to close the gates. No one in and no one out. Even Lucifer hasn’t been able to enter in a long time—hundreds of years, at least.”

I thought we’d shared all of this with my sister, but I guess we didn’t. Or, if we did, she didn’t retain it. Not that I can blame her. There’s been a lot of information forced on her over the last six months. Scythe Academy is no joke.

Finally, she shakes her head. “Yeah, I can’t think about that. My brain is going to implode. You said you found a soul?”

“I did. It’s not too far from here. It shouldn’t take long at all for you to finish up and deliver it.” Wraith hands his phone to Wren before pulling me into his arms. “I know this wasn’thow you saw this going, but I promise you, we’ll get to the bottom of it.”

Tilting my head back, I meet his lips for a soft kiss. “Is Lucifer being our father actually a possibility?”

He shrugs. “He’s been known to go earth-side for weeks at a time. I don’t expect he’s celibate during those times. It’s not impossible, but without talking to him, I have no idea. I’ll call him as soon as we make it to the underworld—once Wren has passed her final. We’ll meet you back here, and hopefully, I’ll have some answers for you.”

“I guess there’s not much more I can ask for. Take care of Wren.” I lean into him, kissing him once more before stepping back. “I love you, and thank you for trying to help me get vengeance on Michael. Hopefully, none of us will be in too much trouble.”

“Let’s hope not.” Wraith smirks as he takes his phone back from Wren. “I’ll be trailing you through the shadows. You know how to get there with the address, right?”

Wren nods. “I’ve got this.”

Then they’re both gone, leaving me with Brenden, Cassian, and Donovan.

Silence surrounds me, my eyes moving back to the broken window. I can’t believe Michael got away. Or that he’s an angel.

Like Wraith said, there’s no reason he should’ve been earth-side. How did an angel end up here and married to my sister? I think back on everything Michael said and realize I wasn’t paying as good of attention as I thought I was.

“Did Michael say mymomis an angel?“ My head whips back to face my mates. “If she’s an angel and was living earth-side…and so was Michael…How is any of that possible?”

Cassian shrugs. “I have no idea. From my understanding, angels weren’t given a choice on whether they could leave or remain in Olympus. I don’t think the gods trusted them with humans when the gods were succumbing to sleep out of nowhere.”

Brenden steps over, cupping my face in his hand as he tilts my head back. “I thought you would be more upset that Michael got away. You seem…calm? No. That’s not right, but you’re not angry.”