Into the Fire: Before (The Lost Omegasverse #1)

2. Prologue

Once, there was light. And lightness. Lazy mornings with sunlight dripping through the windows and warm bodies beneath the quilts.

Giddy giggles and flirty touches. Even the weighty times when hearts were bared and souls ravaged flickered with light.

Candle flames dancing in the void that we all floated within, one way or another.

I missed the light. The lightness.

Tonight, it was heavy. The moonless night against my eyes. The pelting rain. My omega’s unwieldy, uncooperating weight as I dragged her through the forest.

The three men we’d left behind, heavy on my heart.

The piercing gunshot that rang out behind us as we disappeared among the trees, heavy.

The fear that any moment we’d be found, that she’d be taken, heavy.

There are moments so heavy, so immense, that life becomes the bit that happened before, and the devastation left in their wake.