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Goddess Of The Underworld (Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

“I don’t have long,” Selene spoke again, her voice softer now, more distant. “I have a realm to care for. You know how that is?

She chuckled lightly, the sound echoing like wind through crystal, ancient and knowing. “But before I go, I have a gift for you.”

She extended her hand, fingers glowing with quiet starlight, and touched my chest just over my heart. I didn’t have time to ask what it was before the warmth bloomed inside me. It wasn’t like the fire of the tether, or the searing power of the Veil. This was something older. Gentler. Deeper. It sank into me like a forgotten memory

ry returning, threading through my bones and blood, lighting up the space behind my ribs with a steady pulse. 1 gasped, but it wasn’t pain. It was… completion. My memories, everything stolen, everything returned. She smiled again, a quiet reverence in her

gaze.

“I must go now, Evelina,” she said, stepping back with grace fit for the stars themselves. “Goddess of the Underworld. I’m sure we’ll meet again.

“Wait!” I called out, reaching toward her just as she turned. “The children…

She paused. I stepped forward, my voice cracking as I continued, “They’re good children. I know they are. I feel their souls. They don’t belong in this place, in this in–between. Please, take them with you. Let them rest.” Selene’s face softened into something luminous. She opened her arms, and the children moved instantly. Hands still linked, souls still glowing. One by one, they folded into her light, wrapping their arms around each other and around her, like they had always known she was the one to guide them home. But the little boy at my side remained still. I looked down at him, frowning slightly. He didn’t move. Just looked up at me with calm, steady eyes. Selene looked back over her shoulder and smiled gently.

“Elliot is a special case,” she said. “He is neither dead nor fully alive. His body is still locked in the original spell… much like yours will be.”

I swallowed. “So where does he go?”

She tilted her head, eyes sparkling like the first stars in twilight. “Wherever he likes.”

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She winked, a final flash of mischief and grace, before turning back to the children gathered at her side. And then, without fanfare, without sound, they vanished, stepping through the veil. I let out a shaky breath, the absence of their presence as profound as their arrival had been. Beside me, Elliot squeezed my hand. I looked down again. He was still watching me, still smiling.

“WellI crouched so we were eye level, brushing a hand through his soft curls. “Where do you want to go?

He looked uncertain for a moment, his brows drawing together.

Can I… can I stay with you?he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t want to be alone.

My heart melted. Fully, utterly melted.

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*You heard the Moon Goddess,I said with a smile, brushing a tear from his cheek. “Wherever you want.”

He nodded once, small fingers tightening around mine, and just like that, he chose me. I rose, the weight of the moment settling across my shoulders like a crown. Not heavy. Just true. When I turned, Marcus was still on his knees, caught in Selene’s golden circle. But I didn’t look at him, not yet. Because behind him stood my mates. They were waiting for me. For us.

Power crackled in the air around them, barely contained. Each of them stood like a god in his own right, armor torn, bloodied, glowing with the magic of the tether still echoing through our bond. But there was no rage in their faces now. Only wonder. Noah was the first to move. He stepped forward and dropped to one knee, lowering himself to Elliot’s eye level with a soft smile that melted the tension from the air.

“Hey, buddy, I’m Noah,” he said gently. “You did a really good job saving the world there.” Elliot blinked, uncertain. “I hear you’re coming home with us, yeah?” Noah asked, ruffling his hair.

Haiden crouched next, eyes glowing faintly with lingering embers. “Haiden, and we can add anything you like,” he said. “Books, stars, swords made of lava… I think you deserve it.”

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