Our Deceptive Heat (When it Raines Omegaverse #3)

33. Digs

Chapter thirty-three

Digs

Our best laid plans fucked us anyway- Dillon ‘Digs’ Fate

It’s all well and good planning to just walk away, but it’s not that easy. We couldn’t get out of the concerts. Even the powerful Typhor Raines couldn’t cancel them. So we went and played the last five cities.

It was exhausting, and every night, we searched for an island that might have what she needed to survive. There are more than I could have imagined, but only one of them was privately owned by a surfer that is best friends with Kelly. Ezekial Boothe, who is exactly like Kelly and grew up with money but gave up the lifestyle for the call of the ocean.

Finding that piece of information changed our search drastically. It still took weeks before we could escape to the island to go see if our hunch paid off.

I zoom in on the tablet, saying the island names again. There are a few big surfing competitions coming up. Raines will be participating, he always does. But the island that we think he’s on is called Kala Island. It’s got a hotel, beautiful beaches, and not a great deal much else.

Fucking Kelly Raines.

Why him? There’s something about the alpha that pisses me off. Mind you, it could be that he has my omega. Why would she go to him and not Locke, or Lia, or even Raider? Why Kelly? I let out a frustrated growl and release my grip on the tablet. Why is she on an island somewhere across the other side of the world ?

Every time I start thinking like that, I wonder if we will even be able to win her over. If she went that far to get away from us, then she must mean it.

I haven’t been sleeping much. The churning fear keeps me lying awake, staring at ceilings, sending wishes into the void, promising all manner of things, if she will just forgive us.

Finally, after everything, we are here. The plane landed on the water and brought us to a tiny little jetty that we had to walk down.

I’ve never seen water look that colour before. I’ve never seen sand so white or forests so vibrantly green. The air is warm and the smell of the ocean is strong.

This place feels like miracles can happen here. We reach the road, and I juggle my backpack as Tyr lifts his sunglasses, checking the time on his phone.

A car bounces around the corner and rocks to a stop in front of us. It only takes a few seconds to load everything up.

Envy and Mako are coming to the island by boat later today. We’re hoping to sneak over here without our arrival being broadcast everywhere.

“It’s been five months, Digs. What if she’s moved on?”

“She wouldn’t,” I snarl at Tyr.

“She said she would. I just need you guys to prepare yourselves for the "what if?”

I narrow my eyes, watching the thick green vegetation fly past. “She loves us, Tyr. She won’t find anyone else.”

Tyr leans back in the seat. “We hurt her, though.”

I clench my fist and try not to count the seconds until we arrive.

Three weeks and fifteen islands later.

This island has a name, but I have no idea how to pronounce it. We had to catch the boat to the big island, and from there, Mako, Tyr, and Envy met up with me at our last stop. We then caught a seaplane out to this island and are now standing on a rickety little wooden jetty.

The view in front of me is one I never dreamed. A towering island with green lush jungles. Rich, white sandy beaches with the bluest waters I’ve ever seen.

It means nothing to me. The beauty has faded. All I see is her. The frustration and repetition of arriving on an island hoping to find her, only to leave disappointed, is starting to destroy me .

I can feel my sanity splintering. The depression I can’t shake. The lack of sleep that has accumulated makes me feel slow and dull.

The colours of the oceans are her pained eyes, and the green is the despair we put there. The white beaches are her creamy skin, and she’s just slipping through my fingers like the sand.

I know we’re going to find her here. I just know it.

We have to.

I don’t think I can survive much more.

“Our hotel room is booked. We need to stay for at least a day and rest. Ah, look, that must be our tour guide.” Mako points out a red jeep.

I turn to look and watch as a man gets out and leans against the bonnet. He folds his arms over his chest and looks up at the sky.

“Let's go, then,” Tyr says softly.

While we’ve all changed since she left, Tyr has had the most drastic change. He’s quiet now, introspective. His confidence has gone, and it’s like her absence is wasting him away.

Mako doesn’t smile anymore. I don’t make jokes. Envy doesn’t touch his instruments, his only focus is on finding her.

The music inside us died when she walked out of our lives.

We fucked up. We made the wrong choice for the right reasons, and I think if we don’t find her, we might very well waste away.

I didn’t know heartbreak could really kill you. I thought that was all in songs or romance novels.

My heart is broken, and my pack is dying. I wonder if that can be our next big hit.

The man by the jeep looks up when we get close. He’s got light brown skin, black hair that is glossy and dark, and unusual amber eyes.

He holds out a hand. “Hi, I’m Gael. I’m going to be the person who drives you here, there, and everywhere.”

He seems friendly enough, Envy shakes hands with him, and we all pile into the jeep.

I barely notice the drive, but then we’re at a hotel that is one of the nicest I’ve ever seen. It obviously cost a fortune.

Gael takes the others up to the room while I turn back to the beach. I walk down onto the sand and stare out at the endless horizon.

Where is she?

This island? Another?

“Digs?”

I jerk my head and find Envy standing beside me.

“Yeah? ”

“You’ve been out here for an hour. Do you want to come in and eat?”

I should. I know I should, but the idea of eating makes me feel sick. All I want to do is start searching.

“No, let’s go into the hotel or town or whatever this island has and start looking.”

“Okay, let’s do that.”

He takes my hand and leads me back to the reception of the hotel. I wait until the others come out, staring numbly at the walls.

The drive in is tense. There are people everywhere, laughing, loving, having fun. Couples, families. I hate them all.

Every person who isn’t her is a knife in my chest. I feel like I can’t breathe. It goes on and on, minute by painful minute.

Until around midnight when the people have all but gone, and it’s just us wandering in this paradise.

This paradise that feels like hell.