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.

disappeared back inside, I adjusted my backpack and

familiar rumble of Elijah's Jeep behind me. I

pace. I kept my eyes forward, determined

before the drizzle started.

here and there. But as the minutes ticked by, the rain began to pick

the passenger seat, leaning out the window, "just

said, not

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chimed

"Good," I shot back.

Isaiah said. "You're not

care," I

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

voice softer this time, "please. Just get in.

paused mid-step, glancing down at my bag. The papers inside were

carrot head," Elijah added, pulling the car slightly ahead of me before stopping. "We're

Jeep, torn between my pride and my practicality.

trudging toward the car. "But only

for me, stepping out to let me climb

me that," I snapped, sliding into

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

"That wasn't so hard, was

just grinned. The ride to

occasional sounds of the windshield wipers and the rain tapping

gaze fixed on the window, refusing to look at any

their eyes on me, the weight of their stares

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

what?" I asked, not bothering to look

precious homework," he said,

eyes. "I didn't

"but