Goddess in Time by Tera Lynn Childs

Goddess in Time by Tera Lynn Childs

Author:Tera Lynn Childs
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins


Xander and I autoport back to the stadium and are immediately surrounded by our friends.

“Are you okay?” Phoebe asks.

I nod and she smiles.

Stella looks relieved as she launches herself at Xander.

While the pair attempts to make kissing an Olympic sport, Troy steps in front of me and pulls me into a crushing hug. I don’t know if it’s the odd sensation of his strong arms around me or the change to blue-sky Serfopoula from the darkness of the underworld or just the gravity of everything I’ve done—of what I’m about to do—but for a second I can’t breathe. I lift my arms and hug him back. My emotions crash down around me and I lean into him, grateful for his strength.

He has always been there for me, supporting me in whatever crazy thing I’m doing. I don’t think I ever realized how much I need him—and how much I take his presence in my life for granted.

It feels nice to be in his arms.

And Troy isn’t the only thing I’ve taken for granted. This world around me—with friends and trees and air that smells like the sea and sweaty teen athletes—is amazing. After trips to three other realms—every one but Abyssos—I’m prepared never to leave this one again.

Except that I have to.

Releasing Troy from my grip, I step back and ask, “Did you bring them?”

He drops his arms slowly, like he’s not sure what to do if he’s not hugging me anymore, and shoves his hands into his pockets. “You’re going now?”

“Troy,” I warn. “I told you to bring them.”

“I did.” He pulls his hands out of his pockets and holds out his palms, revealing the golden feather and the silver seashell. “Are you sure you don’t want to take a few days to think about—”

“No,” I interrupt as I snatch the objects from his hands. “I’m not wasting any more time.”

I am so not in the mood for a think-about-what-you’re-doing lecture. He has no idea what it’s like to live with this kind of guilt for so long. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t hate myself for what my younger self did.

It’s time to make things right and get that burden off my shoulders.

It’s time to call Chronos.

“We need to talk about this,” Griffin says.

I frown at him as he steps closer. “What’s to talk about?”

“I should be the one to go back in time.” His golden eyes burn beneath his dark, scowling brow. “I’m the one who fed ambrosia to the baby. I’m the one who should fix things.”


I place the ruby seeds in my palm alongside the feather and the seashell.

“No?” Griffin jerks back. “Just like that—no—and we don’t get to talk about it?”

“No,” I repeat. “We don’t get to talk about it.”


“Do you know what the next step is?” I ask, getting bored with this argument. I know he wants to be the one to save his parents. I know how he feels—better than anyone—but I also know why it’s not possible. “After calling Chronos, do you know what you’d have to do next?”

His eyes darken.


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