Page 190 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

Loki’s favorite game seemed to be dropping in, confusing everyone around him, then leaving before the chaos could sink in.

With a sigh, I pushed to my feet and looked around.

What the hell?

This new area was nothing like the empty wastes I’d escaped from.

In fact, Helheim was beautiful here.

Everything sparkled with a mix of ice and blue flames. The sky above swirled with stars and galaxies, moving swiftly as if Helheim was flying through space and we were witnessing it from below.

Icy mountains jutted from the ground. It added to the rocky terrain.

A large castle loomed ahead. It was a shimmering silver that reflected the blue glow around us in a rainbow of iridescence.

For being the realm of the dead, it was gorgeous.

The city spread out but it was silent. My goal was to reach the castle, I didn’t give a fuck about the rest.

This might be the realm I reluctantly sacrificed myself to, yet it meant nothing to me now.

I would cast this world into the void if it would save my monsters and mates.

My chest ached with a fresh wave of pain and tears stung my eyes. There was no way I could do anything here without them.

Not because I was incapable, but because I was unwilling.

I’d felt alone and incomplete for far too long. When I found them, found Dark Haven, everything had changed.

All I wanted to do was be with my mates and not have to fight to keep our pack together.

Fuck, I had to keep moving. I couldn't give into my pain now. I’d come too far.

It felt strange to walk down sidewalks and pathways with no one around. There were no gargoyles, demons, or souls to be seen.

Helheim was empty.

Was this the result of Hel’s rebellions and betrayal?

I wound around the grounds to the front of the castle where two white doors loomed at the top of a steep, stone staircase.

Everything here seemed so pristine and perfect. There was no ash beyond the barrier, no creepy creatures.

Too clean and too empty.

How did anyone survive such sterile conditions? Perhaps that’s why she cracked. Everything about this place made me uneasy.

The doors swung open as I approached, two demons simultaneously pulled the doors open from the inside, then dropping to their knees as they held them for me.

I kept my head high, not giving thought to the fact I was naked and covered in ash and dirt.

My bare feet slapped against the marble flooring, echoing off the ridiculously high ceilings.

If I thought the world outside appeared desolate and pompous, it had nothing on this castle.

Everything was shined to perfection. Not a single decoration lined the walls or floors. The large room held a throne at the other end and that was it outside of pillars and a singular chandelier above.

It took minimalist to the extreme. As far as I knew, Hel was an omega goddess… this was about as unomegalike as you could get. It wasn’t cozy or comfortable, it was all shined, sharp edges.

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