SIX
ANNABEL
The only silver lining about leaving my mates was knowing that the grumpy redheaded god stomping ahead of me was possibly as miserable as I was, though for vastly different reasons.
Modi was a huge d**k, end of discussion. He was your typical alpha, convinced he alone knew how to save the day, and with very set opinions on what an omega’s role was. Especially a human omega, it seemed.
I guessed it would be hard not to develop a superiority complex when you were a literal god, but good gravy, did I want to smack his stupid face whenever he emphasized the word "human" while listing all the reasons why I needed to stay home and let him and his sister take care of this mess.
As if I wanted to leave Magni and Saga behind.
I rubbed at my ribs where my two ties squirmed for ever
