“To drink?” Warner sat up straight.

“No.” Constance shook her head and looked to me. “We need to decode the angelic runes. Those are all we’re missing.”

“We need the bloody cheat sheet, but that wanker gave us an impossible puzzle.” Jackson roughly scrubbed his face with his hands.

Tim got up and walked over to his nephew, then forcefully yanked the puzzle pig from his hands, not that Tenn reacted in any way. He seemed to be fully zoned-out. My heart hurt for him. His soulmate had fallen to Witch’s Shock, and then his sister and father were clinging to life.

Tim fidgeted with the puzzle as he walked toward me. “We’ve all taken many turns at this thing since we got back last night. I’m starting to wonder if Jackson has a point.”

I stared at the puzzle pig in his hands for a moment, then grabbed it. “Fuck it.” I threw it straight down as hard as I could right into the hardwood floor.

Everyone jumped and gasped.

Easton made a dramatic wail. “You broke an angel’s box.”

“We don’t have time for games. We spent time trying to solve the puzzle, but I’m done playing by the rules. Lilith and Sweyn aren’t.” I pointed to the pieces of wood on the floor that surrounded a folded piece of parchment paper. “If that paper isn’t a cheat sheet for these angelic runes we need, then ya girl Leyka is about to get a visitor.”

Tenn finally snapped to attention. In the blink of an eye, he stood across from me. He stared at what was left of the puzzle. “I’ve been dying to do that since we got it, yet I couldn’t.”

“Well, I did.” I crouched down and grabbed the paper, which looked old as hell. When I opened it, I actually wanted to cry. “Oh my Goddess, it is. These are the runes. It wasn’t a trick.”

Tenn snatched the paper from my hand, his brow scrunched in concentration. “We need Holy Water, dirt from Holy Ground, sand from Holy Ground, a holy weapon, and angel feathers.”

My eyes widened. “I’m sorry . . . what? These are like Heavenly items?”

“Yes.” Tenn was still frowning as he re-read the ingredients to himself. “I was expecting that though.”

I scoffed and threw my hands up. “Well, do you know how we get all of those things?”

“The talisman water.” Cooper jumped up and hurried over to Tenn, then gripped his arm like he was excited. “When Swords get their talismans, they dip their weapons into the pool of Holy Water⁠—”

“Go. Now,” Tim ordered from beside Tenn. “What else?”

“Angel feathers? Did I hear that right?” When we nodded, Jackson stood up and started patting his jean pockets. “Right, I’ll just have a chat with Mum then, yeah? She already returned as Raphael, officially, so I’ll grab two from her?”