As quickly as he had arrived, Loki was gone again.
It took several frantic seconds of running and slipping on ice to realize it had gone quiet and the air was clear again. A small squeak had me glancing back, stumbling to a stop as a tiny, fuzzy, bug sized creature and little serpent scurried away.
Now Iwas the giant in the equation and didn’t hesitate to squish them underfoot, the gross squelch sending a shiver through me.
I wasn’t going to take any chances.
With my luck, Loki likely made it temporary and they’d be back, twice their size, in seconds.
“Loki?! What the fuck?!” I screamed out in frustration, ranting until my throat was hoarse. “Why are you doing this? What the fuck did Hel gain by dropping me in here?!”
With the cold, thick air, it didn’t take long for me to start wheezing.
I’d gain no answers here and if I didn’t move he might not save me the next time.
Another long stretch of walking had me praying to whatever gods could hear me that there was a true destination ahead.
The sight of Loki had rekindled the hope that my men made it to Helheim. That was the true reason I could keep pushing, knowing they would likely be at the other end of this awful journey.
Helheim help them all if they weren’t.
A soft light shimmered in front of me, stretching wide and towering into the mist above. I couldn’t see the beginning or ending, nor did I want to touch it to find out if it was safe.
The shimmer only grew as I moved closer, stopping just in front of it and feeling the strange magic infusing the frigid air.
My only other option would be turning around, and there was no part of me that could fathom doing that walk all over again or spending another second in the misty wastes.
“You have to, Harlow,” I reasoned with myself. “Please let me into Helheim.”
With a bravery I didn’t truly feel, I reached forward and touched the barrier.
I half expected to be shocked or thrown to the ground and braced for the impact.
Instead, electricity tingled along my skin and slowly pulled me forward like a vortex, claiming me.
There wasn’t enough time to second-guess my decision as I was sucked into the barrier and spit out the other side. I sprawled on the ground where I landed, staring up into the sky above, chest heaving with agonizing breaths.
The mist was gone and the air warmed around me. Despite the ice that covered the ground, it felt like summer against my skin.
“Welcome to Helheim,” Loki called out. I leaned up enough to find the god sitting happily on the ground about ten feet away. He was holding up a tiny creature before flicking his finger and sending it flying over my head and into the wastes. The quiet squeaks died out the moment it hit the barrier.
This god was a psycho.
“Where are they, Loki?” I demanded. Maybe squaring up with an alpha, a god, wasn’t wise, but I had lost all of my composure out there in the snow.
He raised an eyebrow, but I would not apologize for my abrupt question. Ineededto know they were alive.
“You just died and were transformed into a demigoddess and this is your first question? Maybe you will be a better ruler than my dear, elusive daughter,” he mused with a musical laugh.
More non-answers. Why was everything a fucking riddle when it came to these gods?
“Please,” I begged, my voice a hoarse, desperate whimper. “Tell me that you saved Roman and Hiro.”
“I did more than save them, Harlow,” he exclaimed. “Come and see.”
Then he was gone.
“Come and see? I have no idea where you are!” I screamed out, my voice breaking with a pitiful crack.