Page 101 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

I couldn’t take the ash and blood covering my skin any longer and the last thing Ivar cared about was seeing me naked.

Ivar wouldn’t come happily but he wouldn’t ignore me now. I’d been fighting beside him for days and he’d called on me more than once.

Times were changing at Dark Haven, and I knew better than to burn bridges I might need.

“What, half breed?” Ivar asked as he appeared. His wide mouth split into a mocking grin before he laughed, looking down at my naked body. I hadn’t bothered pulling my clothes back on before calling him. He’d seen me naked before and I was hardly modest. “That’s all you’ve got?”

“Bigger isn’t always better,” I countered as I palmed my pierced cock. “Our omega isplentysatisfied.”

“Is this why you called me here, to compare our cocks?” Ivar asked with a growl coloring his tone. The commander paced and I wondered if something new happened. He was more on edge than usual.

“I’ve cleared the fifth floor,” I said. “He’s not there. Vane is hiding still.”

“He’s here somewhere but he knows how to ward me out,” Ivar said. “And even worse,Lokiis at Dark Haven.”

“What?” I asked, freezing at the news. If other gods were getting involved then this was truly dire.

“The gods are taking notice of the destruction,” he explained in his clipped tone. Fire burned inside of him a bit brighter as he paced.

It was still strange to be included in the conversations of Helheim and demons now. Ivar was still a cocky asshole but he was protecting Dark Haven, Harlow, Hiro, and my mom in the process, the four things I cared most about.

How the two of us have become tentative teammates is insane, but right now it feels like us against Hel. She was giving everyone different orders and my trust in her was dismal at this point.

The gargoyles were keeping the demons in line but the less they fed, the less the demons would be willing to comply. This entire institute was a powder keg on the edge of a full explosion.

Every human I’d encountered was a zombie, barely functioning from the nightly feeding. The gargoyles were waiting for the demons to fuck up and the demons were on the verge of not giving a single fuck.

If they ever had. It was only Ivar that kept them in line before the portal cracked open wide, releasing them into our realm.

Ivar was traveling between Helheim and Dark Haven, trying to regain control of his army while keeping them strong and fed. He’d been in and out so much that even Harlow commented about it.

She’d called me out, too. I could tell the entire group was tired of being locked away, even if it was for their own safety.

In Harlow’s case she was Hel’s chosen but barely in the loop. I’d have felt bad if I had the energy to overthink it. As it was, I was barely sleeping or eating between keeping the patients and my mates safe.

Hel had told me to stick by Harlow, to not deviate from the path we were on. But I was defying my orders from Hel openly and getting the patients transferred out by the busload. I’d gotten placements for about half under Vane’s guise since the asshole was hiding like the coward he was.

Even after several days of searching every shadow and corner of Dark Haven, I had yet to find him. That meant he had multiple secret areas hidden within these walls. It also meant I didn’t know this building as well as I had always thought.

He was here somewhere. I knew he’d never leave while there was so much to be gained. Both Ivar and I knew the only thing he couldn’t keep out were the gargoyles.

They couldn’t be warded the same as a demon, as far as I knew. Despite that, I wasn’t desperate enough to ask for their help yet.

Monty I trusted . . . at least somewhat.

The gargoyles were strangers.

Especially with Kol laying claim to Harlow like she was a fucking possession. I didn’t care who she fucked, but I would be damned if he forced his stony ass on her.

Not after all she’d dealt with.

The image of her broken and haunted in that secret hallway was burned into my brain. As was the beating I’d given Vane after. It wasn’t enough, he deserved so much worse and both Ivar and I were ready to deliver that punishment.

Slowly.

Painfully.

He deserved nothing less.

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