The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 22

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Chapter Twenty Two

The weekend had passed, but the memory of Elijah's kiss still lingerell in the back of my mind like an annoying itch I couldn't scratch. No matter how many times I told myself to let it go, it kept coming back, playing on a loop whenever I had a quiet moment.

As I stepped outside the cabin Monday morning, I froze in my tracks. There they

were.

Isaiah was perched on the hood of Elijah's Jeep, casually leaning back like he owned the world. Elijah leaned against the driver's door, arms crossed, his gaze locked on me. Meanwhile, Alex and Austin were lounging on the porch steps like they had every right to be there.

"What part of leave me alone don't you guys understand?" I snapped narrowing my eyes at them.

"Good morning to you too," Alex said with a smirk, not even pretending to be offended.

"We're just here to give you a ride to school," Elijah added, pushing off the car and taking a step toward me. "No big deal."

I rolled my eyes. "I don't need a ride."

"You're going to walk all the way there?" Isaiah asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," I said, lifting my chin defiantly.

"Stormi," Elijah began, his voice soft but firm, "you don't have to make everything so hard-"

"I don't want your help," I interrupted, cutting him off.

Before he could say anything else, Mariah poked her head out of the cabin.

"What's going on?" she asked, looking between me and the boys.

"They're trying to force me into their stupid car," I said, gesturing toward the Jeep.

Mariah blinked, then burst out laughing. "Stormi, just let them give you a ride. It's not like it'll kill you."

firmly, glaring at

shrugged, clearly amused. "Suit yourself." She turned back to the boys with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, boys.

adjusted my backpack and started walking down the

half a mile when I heard the familiar rumble of Elijah's Jeep behind me. I didn't need to

of the engine slowed as they matched my pace. I kept my

before the drizzle started.

minutes ticked by, the

from the passenger seat, leaning

I said, not

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chimed in, his

"Good," I shot back.

said.

don't care," I replied,

to fall, the sound of the engine blending with the patter

this time, "please. Just get in. You're going to ruin

down at my bag. The

be stubborn, carrot head," Elijah added, pulling the car slightly

the Jeep, torn between my pride and my practicality.

car. "But only because I don't want my homework to

me, stepping out to let me climb in. "Whatever you say, little

I

closing the door. Alex and Austin twisted around from

Alex said, leaning forward. "That wasn't so hard, was

he just grinned. The ride to school

occasional sounds of the windshield wipers and the rain tapping

gaze fixed on the window, refusing to look at any of

the weight of their

Elijah said after a few minutes,

I asked, not bothering to

your precious homework," he said, his tone

my eyes. "I

"but