SEVENTEEN
BJARNI
“He’s gonna come around, sweetie.” I offered the sulking omega a smile and patted her on the shoulder. Saga had stomped up ahead, taking up the lead, leaving it to me and Grim to ensure Annabel followed along. And since Grim was a grumpy git, it was up to me to smooth things over. As always. “And even if he doesn’t, I ain’t about to let him treat you bad.”
She shot me a withering glare. “Oh? So you’re gonna knock his head into a rock until he realizes we can’t hide away like freaking cowards while the world ends?”
“Might do,” I hummed, amused at the little thing’s fire. She definitely was an omega, but she sure didn’t have the temperament of one. “He’s not wrong, though. There isn’t much we can do about Ragnarök right now, except ensure you don’t get eaten by Jotunns b
