Smitten By the Omega (Mori’s Mementos #9)

Prologue

Mori’s Journal

His name is stuck in my head. Ever since Venal spoke it to me.

It’s as if he tattooed it on my hippocampus.

Now I dream of bears of every sort. Bears aren’t new to my dreams. My carrier and my twin are bears.

A lot of my siblings are bears. My namesake was a bear but now all the bears in my dreams are sexy and cuddly and sometimes walk around on their hindlegs, carrying swaddled babies.

I haven’t looked HIM up. I don’t know what he looks like.

I don’t know what he’s doing today. It shouldn’t bother me.

Nothing should bother me about this except maybe for the fact Sharon Claudis is still at large in ghost form and that she’s likely to resurrect herself if I don’t figure out how to stop her.

Only, now she’s tied up with all the craziness, and I can’t go where she is.

I should visit Dern. I don’t want him to think I’ve forgotten about him but mostly I want to be home.

I thought about taking the Other World gateway to the Appalachian Wolf Pack Territory and stopping to see Teddy and Ni before taking the train home, but I just want to be home.

Maybe seeing the babies will help. I doubt it.

Now that my wolf knows where HE is he thinks about wolf cubs all day long.

I think I might go into heat soon. I should get a jab for that to ensure that I don’t enter some desperate hormone driven state and yeet myself into HIS arms. I don’t think I would but then again, I never thought I’d know who my true-mate was and be able to stay away.

I’m not sure what the universe wants of me.

I can’t go where the ghosts in question are and yet all my problems revolve around them.

I should probably take Snowy for a walk.

Maybe wandering around Moonscale London will let me figure it out.

The plan for tomorrow is to go home. Maybe I’ll work in the shop for a while.

Maybe I’ll become a hermit and live in a cave.

Maybe I’ll run away to the--- I’ve got to stop this. I’m exhausted from keeping the book---

Wait! It’s hard to keep my focus. I still have THE book.

That’s why I can’t go home. That’s why I’m still here and not visiting Teddy and Ni or holding Preston’s babies.

I can’t take the book there. We don’t know everyone who descends from Roster Moonscale ‘secretly’ and I don’t want to rile up his dead ghost mate, Ferrick, any more than he’s already riled up.

Okay. Maybe I should nap before I take Snowy for a walk.

Yeah. That’s probably for the best. I hope HE’s okay.

I hope HE is having a better day than me and getting more restful sleep too.

I hope HE knows someone can’t stop thinking about him and that makes the world a bit brighter.