“Winter, do you remember the time you saw that omega, you know the one you were looking for? Did you ever find her?”
Everything in me goes cold. “No, I never did find her.”
“Did you ever wonder where she was?”
“I know where she is. She’s on Earth. She gave up her powers, became a weapon to save the humans and preserve their peace,” I say bitterly.
“I,” he stops, looking at me strangely. “I love my Night Alpha.”
It’s so rare for gods to love that I find myself captivated by the soft expression on his face.
“I don’t want to go.”
“So, don’t go.”
“I have to; it’s the only way to save him.”
He lunges for my hands, squeezing them. “Please, can you make sure that he’s okay? Just look after him. Please? I haven’t been able to find him for ages.”
“Where are you going?” I ask sharply.
He shakes his head; a tear runs down his cheek. “We have to try. If we don’t…oh, gods, if we don’t…” he fades from sight in front of me. Just fades away.
Gods can’t do that.
I search for him everywhere, but I never find him. I never find any of them, and then I stop looking.
I let out a roar, raking my claws down the Ravage Wolf's face. Marshall! He was part of this?
How did I not see them? How did I not know them?
The Ravage Wolf attacks me again, but I turn at the last minute and hurl it into the wall. The tin shakes, sounding like thunder.
Keres calls my name. I look up and see her, but she vanishes from my sight like so long ago.
He walks in with the All-Seer, and I freeze, staring at him because it’s impossible. After all this time, to find out now that he—I cut off my thoughts and roughly slide out of my seat, marching towards them.
“Who are you?” I ask rudely.
He looks at me with deep reproach. “I am the Luna Alpha.”
“There’snot one!” I snap.
“There’s always been one,” he growls back, glancing at the All-Seer as if to ask if I’m for real.
“But you look so similar,” I mutter and turn away. “I’m going insane.”
“Twins.”
Twins?
“Two gods born from a single energy force. The moon is both male and female; it’s of a dual nature. You needed alpha energy to create alphas and omega to create omegas. Our combined energy created betas.” His elaborate explanation is said without arrogance.
I turn back slowly. “That would make you our origin gods?”
He shrugs. “We just helped what would have happened eventually. A little energy here, a little there.”
He’s got a much calmer energy than I have, and I get the impression from his stilted conversation that he’s not terribly good at talking to people.
