Chapter Twenty
Steph
Each of the goddesses placed a hand on me: Nona's graceful one on my cheek; Deci's heavy one on my head; and Mora's clawing one on my shoulder. Nona caught my gaze with a tilt of her chin.
It struck me then how much she reminded me of a mom. A good mom. That Evangeline-shaped dagger twisted. No, I needed to stay focused.
“Little angel, this is your last chance. If you say it again, this door closes. Forever.”
I rolled my free shoulder and grinned. “Slam it shut, Nona. I choose Theo.” I always would.
She closed her eyes, a tear dripping down her flawless cheek. “Thank you, angel,” she whispered and bowed her head at the same time the others did.
I didn't even have time to blink before a fast, hot wind circled us.
Nona spoke first, alternating lines with the othe
