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."

said firmly,

amused. "Suit yourself." She turned back to the boys with an apologetic

adjusted my backpack and started walking down the path, my head held

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

pace. I kept my eyes forward, determined to ignore them,

before the drizzle started.

and there. But as the minutes ticked by, the

called from the passenger seat, leaning

I said, not breaking

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to get soaked," Alex chimed in, his voice laced

"Good," I shot back.

said. "You're not even

don't care," I replied, my tone

Jeep crept along beside me as the rain continued to fall, the sound of the engine blending

Alex tried again, his voice softer this time, "please.

mid-step, glancing down at my bag. The papers inside were definitely in danger of

slightly ahead of me before

at the back of the Jeep, torn

only because I don't want my

me, stepping out to

call me that," I snapped, sliding

ignored me, climbing back into the car and closing the door. Alex and Austin twisted around from the back

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

a withering glare, but he just grinned. The ride to

occasional sounds of the windshield wipers and the rain tapping

on the window, refusing to look at any of

their eyes on me, the weight of their stares

Elijah said

not bothering to look

homework," he said, his tone

rolled my eyes. "I didn't ask

"but