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,

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

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

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

engine slowed as they matched my pace. I kept my eyes forward, determined to ignore them, but it

before the drizzle started.

light at first, just a few droplets here and there. But as the minutes ticked by, the rain began to pick up, soaking through my jacket and

Isaiah called from the passenger seat, leaning

I said, not breaking

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get soaked," Alex chimed in, his

"Good," I shot back.

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

I

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

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

my bag. The papers inside were definitely

pulling the car slightly ahead

at the back of the Jeep, torn between my pride and my practicality. Finally, I

the car. "But only because I don't want my

he opened the passenger door for me, stepping out to let me climb in. "Whatever

me that," I snapped, sliding into

and closing the door. Alex and

forward. "That wasn't so hard, was

a withering glare, but he just

the windshield wipers and the rain tapping against the

on the window, refusing to look

weight of their stares making

said after a few minutes,

what?" I asked, not

homework," he said,

"I didn't ask for

"but you