“No, he must remain your dirty little secret.” Tenn handed me the other jar full of sand. He tapped on his gold bands and Michael’s sword vanished, but his wings popped out. “The less people who know of him the better.”

When Koth looked to me, I pretended to zip my mouth shut.

He bowed again. “Thanks. Now, get outta here. It makes me twitch when you’re not with your Coven.”

Tenn flicked his wrist and my body flew across the sand and crashed into his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and we lifted off the ground, this time with me facing him. “It’s like exposure therapy for everyone.”

Koth’s laugh could still be heard as Tenn took us up to the clouds.

“I’m going to fly faster now that I know where we’re going,” Tenn yelled over the rushing wind. “Hang on tight to those jars.”

“Got ‘em. Fly on, angel boy.”

He wasn’t kidding. I couldn’t keep my eyes open if I’d wanted to. That was how fast he flew. The force of the wind sweeping over me forced my eyelids shut. It burned a little, so I buried my face in his shoulder and focused on holding on to the jars. It seemed like mere seconds later when the world stopped moving. I peeked my eyes open and spotted Headquarters over his shoulder. I sighed with relief as he dropped me to my feet.

I chuckled. “That was some non-human shit, Cousin.”

“Thank you.” He tapped on the jars in my hands. “Now I need you to pull on your most non-human skills and get my soulmate awake.”

“No pressure.”

He winked, then spun away from me, skipping up the steps and through the front door. I took a deep breath, then exhaled. No pressure, Franks. You can do this. Your magic has already done all the work. Just get Tegan awake, and she’ll handle everything else.

By the time I followed Tenn inside the house, I found him and the rest of The Coven—or everyone that wasn’t injured—standing around the dinner table. Everyone just stared at the five silver trays. The one closest to me at the end was empty, but the other four held the Heavenly ingredients the others had just collected. The holy water was in little vials, the dirt was loose on the tray, but both the angel wings and the wood had been turned into little grains similar to the dirt or sand. Lennox held her hands out for the two jars I held.

“Right, so who has the Book of Shadows?” I glanced around. “Let’s see which of these Tegan’s potion called for.”