The Golden Prodigies

Chapter 54

"Panuleon and Kaiden, you will be our medical team if anyone gets hurt. You may have to fight and defend yourself, but if any of us get hurt, make them your primary focus," Duke said as he stood in front of their families. "Angels, don't show your wings. We know from experience that they are your weakness and demons will target them." Duke glanced at Zachariah, Milokan's father. He once lost an entire wing to demons six thousand years ago. Panuleon got to him just in time and reattached it.

"I don't know how to use these... healing abilities," Kaiden said, staring at his hands like he expected them to glow.

"If you think about the wound getting better when your hand is touching the patient's skin, they will heal." Jeronah patted his son's back, missing having those qualities.

Kaiden nodded and crossed his arms, doing anything he could to steer his mind away from when the demons attack.

"As for the werewolves," Duke continued, feeling better when he was in charge, "are you fighting in your wolf forms?"

"Yes." Anthony stared intensely around the room. There was a faint hum in the air, a buzz of stress. The werewolves in the garden started to integrate with the angels, partnering up. Anthony thought a lot of them would run. Their fidelity towards the Gods warmed him in such a chilling moment. "We fight stronger that way."

Duke nodded. For a second, the bizarre situation dawned on him. He stood in a world full of werewolves, getting ready to fight an army full of demons believed to be led by Jacota's mother, the God of all Gods. What surprised him the most was how the angels stayed to help. Heaven had returned. They could flee, but they didn't. They wanted to help, and the vampire couldn't be more grateful.

Thumping in the back of Duke's mind was his home. The Vanderwood mansion might not be standing when they get back. Or if they get back at all. Duke knows from previous experience that the angels won't let them use heaven as a portal to their world. With no tear to go through, he feared they'd be stuck in the world of the wolves for a long time.

"Soulmates should stick together," Madison added. "If you get separated, you'll be distracted by constantly checking if they're okay. We're stronger together."

The couples around the room linked hands, feeling a sense of unity. Piper and Pheonix would stick together, and Hunter's Omegas would stick together. Veronica stood with Scott by the garden door, looking glum but ready to fight.

"Will you be okay fighting against your own?" Scott asked, also ready to keep an eye on Flora. She was fragile without her powers. Her age didn't help.

"Of course. Most demons are vile creatures." Veronica witnessed her freedom in this world and would never risk losing it, even if it meant fighting her own kind. She would fight for the right thing, for peace. "How do you think the demons got in this world?"

"I think Lucifer was making two tears at the same time. One for the vampire world, one for the werewolf world."

"Isn't there a fourth world?"

"Yeah, but it's purely humans. Nobody wants to see that chaos."

Veronica snorted until she saw a face that looked oddly familiar. She took a minute to wrack her brains, trying to remember who he was.

"Vic?" Scott questioned, standing up straight when he saw Nathan and Kayla too.

"Grace's brother." Veronica turned to see Scott's reaction. She couldn't tell if he was happy to see Nathan, or irritated to see Vic. "Are they here to help?"

"I'll find out."

Vinny slumped onto the couch next to Rayvon. Oliver sat in front of them both, chewing his lip, his fingernails, and tapping his foot against the tiles. "Your nerves are physically hurting me," the vampire said in his usual monotone voice.