They say the Gods don’t give you more than you can handle, which is probably why I’m sinking in drama. As a God myself, I guess I’m not included in that little speech. But it’s about time they address me as who I am.

Rhea.

With my intentions questioned, and my battle far from over, the list of my enemies continues to grow. The Hex, Zellus, and what seems like the entire supernatural world. But I don’t stand alone, despite their efforts.

Xander, Adonis, Zen, and Khaos. We are an unbreakable unit, forged in fire and sealed all the way down to our souls. I am theirs and they are mine. 

My shifter. My demon. My angel. My vampire.

I may no longer be an earthling, but it’s clear I have traded one prison for another with Saints Academy. What they have yet to realize is I cannot be caged, and I will never stop fighting - for myself, my unit, or our freedom. 

Worthy or not.