"Alex, we’re happy to see you, as always, but what are you here for? Your mother already said she wouldn’t give up her ring for the were—”
“Dad, I’m not here for that. I have actual business to speak with you about.”
“What is it, son?” Michael was not just any archangel, but the archangel. He was the strongest angel in Heaven and was ranked among the highest. His sons, at one point, were on track to follow in their father’s footsteps, until they decided to live among humans rather than serve to protect them and defend their realm.
Alex stepped into his childhood home following his father closely to a sitting area where they could speak alone. Alex both loved and missed his home, truthfully, but hated the feeling of hypocrisy. They were sworn to protect humans, yet, they never
