Chapter 36

*Kitchen Doors and Other Mystical Portals*

Athena Pov.

I can't believe I just spoke to Azazel—**the** Azazel. Or at least that's what he claimed. But seriously, how am I supposed to believe that some guy who waltzed into Joe's Diner in broad daylight, wearing a suit that seemed to absorb light, is an ancient demon? I mean, come on. This is real life, not a TV show about fallen angels and cosmic battles. Yet, here I am, standing in the middle of the diner, mind spinning as I try to process it all.

Lucifer, Egnand, a bond between me and the freaking Prince of Darkness? It sounds absurd. Sure, I've had a few incredibly vivid, intense dreams about Lucifer. Dreams that made me question the boundaries of reality. But still, that could just be my overactive imagination, right? There's no way any of this is real. I refuse to believe it.

Or... am I losing my mind? **Have I seriously lost it?**