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She’s human and not.

There’s a grace that no human has, a glow to her skin that comes from within. Her eyes are ancient, and her smile is far too satisfied.

“Possession?” I snap at her. “You’re possessing them now?”

“You have a complaint?”

I glare at her. “That’s wrong. It goes against all of our rules.”

“Yes, but as we have already discovered, I don’t like rules.” She smiles widely. “I’m feeling indulgent, so I thought I would come and rid you of your boredom. Listen to your complaints.”

“As if you care.”

“Oh, I don’t, but it will amuse me no end. You wanted so badly to come here. Is it everything you ever dreamed?”

Her delicate fingers move crudely over the body she’s stolen. Pinching, pulling, gripping her bare breasts. She throws her head back and laughs.

“You really don’t like seeing them in pain, do you, High Alpha?”

I struggle, heaving my body up, but I can barely move an inch when the chains tighten, and I’m left helpless again.

“The world is changing for the better now. Everything is going the way I want it to. Truly, they didn’t need much convincing. Getting them to kill their alphas and omegas was easier than taking a stroll.”

“What?” My whispered word doesn’t go unnoticed.

“The Ravage Virus was truly a thing of beauty. It struck down the alphas, turning them into mindless beasts thanks to you, of course. Who would have known that the greatest evil that could have befallen them would have come from the god who wanted to save them so badly? It is, as they say, ironic.”

I didn’t want to save them. Only her. She is why I fought so hard to stay alive.

She runs her tongue over her teeth in an obscene display and leans forward.

“You fell, and you disrupted the world because you never lost your powers, so they have been leaching out of you, infecting everyone. A virus that drove alphas bestial and killed indiscriminately. Of course, I sent acure around and saved my betas; you almost ruined my plan. But I am nothing if not flexible.” She winks at me.

I heave, but there’s nothing to throw up.

“She was here, you know, the omega goddess, the one we sent to die? She caught your virus and died in the streets like the nothing trash that she is.”

My ears fill with the sound of a roaring wind. It’s ice and cold and howls in agony.

The beta goddess stands up, laughing, and throws herself off the rock. The body hits the ground and dies, but it doesn’t matter; she’s no longer in it.

I killed her? I killed her.

No.

The howling gets louder and louder, wilder. The ground around me freezes, and the ice spreads.

“Please, Alpha, help us.”

“Where are you?”

“Don’t let my children die!”

“Save me.”

“Save my family.”

“Spare me.”