For me.
Because if the Fates had decided there was someone meant for me… she was better off lost somewhere across the multiverse.
Far from this place.
Far from me.
Because I knew exactly what I was capable of.
And I refused to be the reason someone else paid the price.
The wind shifted.
The ley lines pulsed.
Something in the night… stirred.
I stilled.
Just for a moment.
A flicker of something unfamiliar brushed against my awareness—soft, distant, barely there.
Then it was gone.
I exhaled slowly.
Dismissed it.
Because that kind of hope?
It had no place in my life.
And if the universe thought to change that?
Then it was making a mistake.
One I would not allow to stand.
I turned away from the edge, retreating back into shadow.
Back into control.
Back into the life I had chosen.
Alone.
Always alone.
And I was determined to keep it that way.
Prologue 2-Amrin
Rain battered the towering windows of Professor Kenna’s office while I sat across from the most intimidating Witch in the multiverse trying not to feel like a complete failure.
Again.
This was the tallest tower of the Asgarheim Runevald Institute and it always felt unnaturally warm despite the storms constantly raging outside.
