Page 193 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

There was an instinctual protectiveness I felt over her, a connection that demanded I keep her safe.

It went beyond simple mates.

Sure, I would have done that before. Now it was something I couldn’t control or turn away if I wanted to.

Harlow and I were still mates. I would thoroughly enjoy claiming her all over again. My mark would be on her skin again the moment I could put it there.

This connection could only mean that I was destined to be her personal guard, just as Ivar was for Hel. What did that mean for Ivar? It was something I was afraid to put thought into. She loved us, but her connection to the former commander was something much deeper.

“There’s a lot you can do, my little demigoddess,” Loki answered as he popped into existence between us at the worst possible moment. “But first, clothes. Can’t do anything with your tits and his dick flopping around. A god only has so much control and I have a feeling your pack isn’t into orgies with outsiders.”

He snapped his fingers and tight fabric wrapped around me, silencing my angry growls. I rolled my eyes at the tight leather harness and pants that matched. I looked like I was heading to a human kink club, not a guard of the Queen of Helheim.

At least he’d chosen something a bit more realistic for Harlow. She was in a gorgeous midnight blue gown that hugged her curves and trailed behind her as she moved. The fabric shimmered in the glowing blue fires of Helheim.

Gods, she was breathtaking. A true queen of Helheim.

My mouth went dry and that possessiveness flared to life again. There was a pull to be close to her, to touch her, and I didn’t know how long I could wait.

“Thank you?” It was more a question than anything but my poor girlfriend was overwhelmed, panicked, and in way over her head. It quickly morphed to fury as she locked those blues on him, promising retribution. “Wait, what the fuck, Loki?! You left me in the mist!”

The shadows pulsed out of her hands in her anger, ice swirling at her feet as she glared at the God of Chaos.

He shrugged as he perched on the edge of her throne as if he had any right to.

“You had to enter from the Land of Mist to Helheim on your own. Technically, I wasn’t supposed to help out there, but you were merely a human and I’m not so good at rules,” he admitted. Loki shifted as he explained, showing just how uncomfortable he was explaining himself. “What became of the creatures?”

“I stomped on them.” With that, she slipped her foot out of the heels he’d magicked onto her and glanced at her heel, nose wrinkling adorably at the red stain. “Gross. I figured they’d grow again and wasn’t taking chances.”

“Smart,” Loki agreed. “I only gave you a few minutes.”

“How kind of you,” she said dryly. “Where the fuck are Roman and Hiro? Kol? Monty?”

“The former humans are safe,” he stated in that vague way of his. “The monsters... well, you’ll have to be patient. We have more important matters to attend.”

Fire blasted from her hands again and her eyes flashed in fury.

“Nothingis more important than them,” Harlow seethed. When her anger hit she was even more glorious. Fuck, I was going to spend every day in Helheim hard and ready to worship at her feet. “I don’t know what magic I can do, but if you don’t fucking tell me where they are, I’ll figure out something to use against you.”

Loki let out a dark chuckle as I put myself between them. She was outmatched even if her anger wouldn’t let her see that.

“Do not mistake my kindness or amusement as anything but my whims. You do not dictate anything. You’re not even a goddess, Harlow. You’ll learn your place here or die in the process.Yourchoice.”

She swallowed hard and deflated. “I’m sorry, Loki. But I can’t give Helheim anything until they’re with me again. I didn’t fucking want this, and they didn’t deserve that end.”

“No, they didn’t, but what you want matters little in this world. Odin approaches. Word has reached the other gods. There’s no stopping any of this now.”

“But—” I silenced her with a hand over hers and a pleading look. This wasn’t Dark Haven.

She’d been able to speak to Monty how she’d wanted, even Hel who needed her.

Now she was in a different world with far different rules. I couldn’t protect her against a god’s fury.

A crack of thunder sounded in the throne room before a bright flash of light had us shielding our eyes.

“You always did love a good entrance,” Loki mused, pitching his voice loud enough to be heard over the rolling thunder. “And they sayI’mthe exuberant god.”

“Loki, I’m here for an update,” the god demanded as the storm clouds cleared.

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