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."

I said firmly, glaring

to the boys with

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

rumble of Elijah's Jeep

as they matched my pace. I kept my eyes forward, determined to ignore

before the drizzle started.

here and there. But as the minutes

passenger seat, leaning out

I said, not breaking

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to get soaked," Alex chimed in, his voice

"Good," I shot back.

ridiculous," Isaiah said. "You're not even being

don't care," I replied,

beside me as the rain continued to fall, the sound of the engine blending with

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

my bag. The papers inside were definitely in

added, pulling the car slightly ahead of me before stopping. "We're not asking

glared at the back of the Jeep, torn between my

only because I don't

for me, stepping out to let me

call me that," I snapped,

the car and closing the door. Alex and Austin twisted around from

said, leaning forward. "That

but he just grinned. The ride to school was

the windshield wipers and the rain tapping

the window, refusing to look

their eyes on me, the weight of their stares

way," Elijah said after a

asked, not bothering to look

your precious homework,"

eyes. "I didn't ask for your

Isaiah said, "but