The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 22

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

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,

back to the boys with

backpack and started walking down the path,

of Elijah's Jeep behind me. I didn't need to

matched my pace. I kept my eyes forward, determined to ignore them, but it wasn't

before the drizzle started.

the minutes ticked by, the

Isaiah called from the passenger seat, leaning out the window, "just get in

I said,

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going to get soaked," Alex chimed in, his

"Good," I shot back.

said. "You're not even being

care," I

crept along beside me as the rain continued to fall, the sound

again, his voice softer this time, "please.

glancing down at my bag. The papers inside were definitely in

carrot head," Elijah added, pulling the car slightly ahead

at the back of the Jeep, torn

muttered, trudging toward the car. "But only because I don't want my homework to get

passenger door for me, stepping out to let me climb in. "Whatever you say,

I snapped, sliding

door. Alex and

"That wasn't so hard,

but he just

the occasional sounds of the windshield wipers and the rain

the window, refusing to look at any of them. But

weight of their stares making

Elijah said after a few

not bothering

saving your precious homework," he said, his tone

eyes. "I didn't ask for

Isaiah said, "but