My heart is already lighter than it has been from the moment that Maximinus dragged my consorts and I apart, after he caught us in Mount Primo.
I am finally together with my pack — in real life and not a Dream Bond — without needing to wear a mask or play a role.
Although, when was the last time that I truly stopped doing either of those things? Does Daire ever?
My head is hot and aching, however, and my pheromones hang in a thick, dominant fog around me.
I can’t be…
Not here…
My knot throbs, while my cock hardens.
I adjust my cock in my tight breeches with a pained hiss, before growling when my elongated golden claws rip through the fabric.
I must hold on. My mates need me. And I can’t be vulnerable like this here in enemy territory.
I march further into the dark cave. Sweat drips into my eyes. My canines grow longer.
I am partially shifting into a wicked beast, becoming feral.
By the Shadow Gods, I must control my emotions.
Since this new love for my wolf Goddess, which has taken over my mind, body, and soul in ways that I don’t understand, I have struggled to hold the feelings behind the wall that I erected when I was only a child and sent away to the academy.
Freya has been breaking down that wall brick by brick. Yet she doesn’t understand just what she is releasing.
Who.
I clench my hands.
My eyes become molten, swirling amber.
My knees buckle, and I stumble with a grunt over something hard.
I catch myself on my hands, grazing them.
When I look up, I startle. “May the Shadow Gods preserve me.”
I’m staring into the giant skull of a dragon. Its full winged skeleton curls around the cave.
In horror and sadness, I push myself to my knees before my dead ancestor, who is only the first in the piles of bones; fae and dragon intermingled.
It is the same when two sides fall on a battlefield. The crows peck the eyes from both armies equally; worms also don’t discriminate.
I glance to the side.
When will I be able to stop fighting?
I have endured years of suffering on and off the battlefield under my uncle all to stop more bones whitening in the sun.
Will this move against Lanlin be the last one?
Funny that my ex-friend will never thank me for what I am doing. I don’t expect Lanlin to, when I will destroy him completely with this betrayal from the Omega who he loves the most.
I know more than anyone that Lanlin has never loved or trusted an Omega before.
Except, he should thank me.
