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."

I said firmly, glaring

to the boys with

disappeared back inside, I adjusted my backpack and started walking down the

Elijah's Jeep behind

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

before the drizzle started.

here and there. But as the minutes ticked by, the rain began to pick up, soaking through my jacket and dampening

the passenger seat, leaning out the

I said, not

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get soaked," Alex chimed in, his voice

"Good," I shot back.

this is ridiculous," Isaiah said. "You're not even

don't care," I replied, my tone

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

again, his voice softer this time, "please.

mid-step, glancing down at my bag. The

added, pulling the car slightly ahead of me

torn between my pride and my practicality. Finally,

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

the passenger door for me, stepping out to let

I snapped, sliding into

back into the car and closing the door. Alex and Austin twisted around from the back seat, their eyes bright

forward. "That wasn't so hard, was

but he just grinned. The ride

the windshield wipers and

my gaze fixed on the window, refusing to look at

on me, the weight of their stares making

by the way," Elijah said after a few minutes, breaking the

asked, not bothering

saving your precious homework,"

"I

"but you needed