Dad arrived in a rush of energy, the veil tearing as he burst through. He wavered above me, in full demon form, his energy nearly as powerful as when he crossed into his effigy. It made me wonder how strong he was on Demonicon and if it made a difference.
"Syd." His voice boomed in the cave. "Tell me what you need."
Love and gratitude surged inside me and I caught myself blinking away even more tears. I was turning into my mother for sure, a freaking supernatural faucet. But I loved the fact he didn't hesitate, didn't ask questions, just offered his support.
No matter what happened before, the old resentment I'd finally released, tied to his life-long absence, I knew then I had the best dad.
Ever.