“This was the best option.”
“The best option for whom?” I shout. “It hasn’t helped them or their counterparts; all it’s done is made sure the assholes who made the decisions keep their comfortable positions a bit longer.”
She studies me. “They said you were like this.”
“Like this?”
“Passionate. Intense.”
I don’t care about what I’m like or what people think.
“When will she be reborn?”
“She will return when the world needs her.”
I stare at the All-Seer and turn away from her. “You were wrong. You were all wrong to do that.”
“Perhaps, but maybe they just needed someone who could stop them from making decisions like that,” the All-Seer says with an authority that she hasn’t shown to me thus far.
I glance at her sharply. “You want me to try for High Alpha?”
“It would be the only way to make sure things go your way, Alpha. If there was a way to get her back, the High Alpha could make it happen.”
I growl and stalk away from her without a word.
It can’t be the same omega. It can’t be.
I am her soul mate. I am her scent match. Why would they leave me behind? She wouldn’t have left me here, not without saying goodbye. I know it.
I turn my hand over, looking at the white tattoo that she gave me. It’s a mass of swirls and stars. We never exchanged identities. We just met in secret. One winter, just one.
I gave her my heart; I poured my soul into hers.
And when it came time for winter to seize the landscape again…she never returned. I’ve searched for her all this time, never giving up, and now they tell me she’s out of my reach.
“Send me down there,” I say with my last thread of control.
“We can’t. Winter is needed too much. They will not sacrifice you.”
“IT’S MY CHOICE!” I howl.
She clenches her hands in front of her and waits.
It takes me forever to get my breathing back to normal. When I’m somewhat composed, I clench my hands and walk back to my icy home. For a month, I let the storms rage, ignoring the pleas of the other gods. My pain is merciless. I have no mercy for them.
I freeze the worlds, and I sit there, and at the end of thirty days, I am able to accept that she left me.
That I’m not hers.
It takes me another couple of years before I feel okay enough to smile.
But every beat of my heart remembers the All-Seer’s words. They sent her to Earth to live.
And to die.
Over and over.
I have to find a way to get her back because I know that they made a mistake. She is mine. From the moment we met, I knew I would love no other but her.
