LVIII

New York, USA (July 2019)

Three days had passed, the cloak was getting weaker and Haneul had arrived alone back at the werewolf house.

"They'll be here any minute now," Haneul assured them.

"Well, you better hurry up because my men are getting restless. This is not what we agreed on." Stefano glared at Veronica. He had been saying this over and over, alarmed at the state of the battle outside. The Mirror Division had arrived to assist their fellow angels, but they were barely able to make any changes to the tides of the battle. Any minute, the demons could have the chance to redirect their efforts in spotting where they were.

"Just chill, dear husband. Everything will work out just fine." Veronica told Stefano.

"Wait...husband?" LJ asked.

Veronica ignored him. "If I know Monique, she will be coming for the angels first. They'll meet each other at the door and they'll fight it out. That will buy us some time to enact whatever plan Haneul has." she turned to Haneul, "Speaking o