Chapter 46

** The Pull of Two Worlds**

Athena Pov.

One moment, I was standing so close to Lucifer that I could practically feel the heat of his breath on my lips, and then — whoosh! — I was back in the park, the cool night air hitting my skin like a bucket of cold water. My head spun for a moment, disoriented from the sudden shift, and my heart was still racing as if it hadn't caught up to the fact that I was no longer in Egnand.

I blinked a few times, trying to ground myself in reality. The smell of grass and the distant hum of cars from the city greeted me. I looked around and noticed I was standing by the bench where Azazel and I had been before I teleported. The park was eerily quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. It was so normal, so plain compared to the dark, otherworldly beauty of Egnand.