Page 196 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

Already she was changing the rules of the afterlife, of Helheim and its leader, and likely the realm itself as she figured things out.

I just hoped it didn’t change her into the same bitter being that Hel had become.

I couldn’t lose her again.

Hiro

Helheim

The silence in the room as I stared off with my former host was unsettling. Neither of us knew what to say or feel about this strange turn of events.

We’d never had the chance to exchange words back and forth in any way other than by journal.

“So, I’m a gargoyle now,” Roman said. His voice was deeper than I’d thought it would be. The husk to his voice more intense, yet it was still similar to mine in tone.

This is fucking crazy.

“And I’m... something,” I offered with a nervous laugh. The truth was, I had no clue what I would be, at this point. I looked human and was standing here, in my own body.

“You’re permanent,” Roman said with a definitive tone.

Those words hit me hard.

The one true thing I feared in this life after discovering I was the alter was becoming obsolete, disappearing from existence. Before we found out the truth, I worried Roman would.

We were a team, two halves of a whole.

And now we were separate. Permanently.

“I am,” I said, testing the words out loud. They felt… right. “And you’ve got fucking wings, Ro.”

His lopsided grin was accented by fangs. He was more of a hybrid gargoyle than full beast. His skin was several shades lighter than theirs but still appeared like stone. He had fangs and wings, but his hands and feet remained humanesque. A perfect mix of the species, more of a half-breed than anything.

More than that, he was truly an alpha now. His strength, stature, and his scent were a dead giveaway.

Me? I looked the same as I always did. Leaner than I was when we shared, yet I’d always seen myself differently in my head.

This wasmyversion.

My hair was longer and shaggier, shoulders less broad, and features softer, more fitting of a beta. My scent was more subtle than before and I feltrightin my body for the first time in my life.

It was as if Loki looked into our heads and turned us into who we truly wanted to be. The beta and alpha. Two separate souls.

Roman struggled with the need to protect. This change gave him advantages he didn’t have before.

I may not have changed into some supernatural monster, but I was permanent. Forever. There was no going back.

This body was also new. Untouched. All of the trauma we’d endured was left in an old life and I was ready to embrace my new one.

“We have to find Harlow and the others,” I said, pulling myself out of my thoughts.

My omega was my top priority. The need to hold her in my arms was overwhelming. I just needed to experience her for myself, in this new form.

Even though I was worried about my alpha, too, I knew Drake could handle himself. He was part of this realm and I was positive he was still alive. I refused to think anything else.

The absence of our bond killed me. I wanted to fix that. Now.

“Drake’s bound to be tearing this realm apart.”

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