“A vision?” Renz repeated.
“Yes. I’ve had them before, but never that intense.” I shuddered again, pulling the blankets over my body. I was just so cold!
“What do you mean?” Owen asked.
With a sinking heart, I turned toward him. “Yes. I have some psychic abilities.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Hurt filled his eyes.
Jace put a hand on my shoulder. “She told me, close to the wedding. I advised her to keep it quiet at the time, considering…well, everything. With everything else happening, I got so distracted I forgot about it.”
I leaned against the headboard, wincing. “I didn’t think about it again. I don’t have them often, and that’s the strongest vision I ever saw.”
“What did you see?” Killian asked.
Owen shook his head. “Let’s let her get dressed first.”
Renz went to my wardrobe and picked out clothes, checking with me that they were what I wanted before bringing them over. I dressed quickly, though I wished I could shower first. But the vision was still strong behind my eyes. We needed to figure out how to avoid that future.
After I’d dressed, we all sat on the bed again, and I explained what I had seen. I rubbed my forehead, and my stomach knotted. “I was at the center of it. All those dead pack members, and I was the only one alive. This house was the only one not on fire.”
“That sounds terrifying,” Renz murmured.
Jace gently rubbed circles on my back while Owen stroked his thumb over my knuckles. Killian rubbed the back of his neck, his expression dark.
“Somehow it’s my fault. I’m the reason all this chaos is happening. The Goddess must have wanted me tamed somehow, but it’s not working.” Tears pricked my eyes. I wasn’t doing enough. There had to be something I should do, but I didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was the hugging ritual Penny told me about. Maybe I needed to try harder to get the light that had cleansed Burgess.
“It’s not your fault,” Jace told me. “None of us knows exactly what is happening. You can’t blame yourself when all of us are a part of this.”
At this, Owen let out a tight breath. “Honestly, if anyone is to blame, it’s us. We are the ones who set the treatment of omegas in the pack.”
“Or,” Killian growled, narrowing his eyes at me, “or this is all one of your omega plots. What else haven’t you told us, huh? What else are you planning behind our backs?”
I drew back, stunned. “Killian?”
The others started to protest, but Killian didn’t seem to hear. He roared suddenly, lunging toward me. Owen dragged me off the bed, and we fell with a crash to the floor as Jace and Renz threw themselves in front of Killian. He clawed at them, snarling and kicking as he tried to get at me.
Jace rolled to his feet and pounced on him. Between the three of them, they wrestled Killian down on the bed, twisting his arms behind his back. I stared at Killian, heart in my throat as his eyes turned jet black.
He’d been right. He was afraid the dark energy was starting to affect him, and now…now, it’d taken him entirely.
“Killian,” I breathed, reaching toward his face.
He snapped at my fingers and nearly tore away from the others.
“Get out of the room,” Jace grunted. “Lock yourself in the bathroom and call our seconds. Go. We’ll handle this.”
I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and hurried into the bathroom, where I locked the door. After I called the seconds, I sank to the floor, listening to the noise from the bedroom. My vision was coming true. Killian had been taken by the darkness because of me. I should have figured out how to stop this already.
This was my fault.
And I was going to lose them all, one by one.
***
Killian was locked away. The Burgess alphas had brought over the strait jackets they had used on their possessed pack members and had a long discussion with Jace, Owen, and Renz, but I wasn’t part of it. They had left Penny at home, insisting that they weren’t going to risk her coming.
I kept researching, reading far and wide, but even though I kept finding hints about the old omega culture, I couldn’t figure it out. The feeling of being useless only grew worse and worse. The most I could do was keep working in my garden, because the herb mixtures I made at least seemed to soothe Killian.
