The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 27

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter twenty Seven

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the weight.

A lot of weight.

I groaned, shifting slightly, and that's when I felt it-the warmth surounding me on all sides. I blinked my eyes open, and there they were.

The four of them.In my bed.

“Elijah!" I yelled, shoving at the golden-furred one closest to me. "Isaiah! Alex! Austin!"

They didn't budge. Alex let out a soft whine, nuzzling closer to my side, while Elijah merely cracked one eye open, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered, trying to wiggle free,

It took several minutes of pushing, prodding, and outright yelling before they finally got the hint. One by one, they jumped off the bed, their tails wagging like this was all some kind of game.

"Out!" shouted, pointing toward the window. "All of you! Now!"

They trotted out obediently, but not without a few smug looks over their shoulders. Elijah even had the audacity to nudge my hand with his nose on his way out, as if to say, We'll be back.

I closed the window behind them and leaned against it, my heart pounding.

"What is wrong with them?" I whispered to myself, burying my face in my hands and screaming in frustration into my pillow which

had their scent all over it.

By the time I made it to the kitchen, Mariah was already seated at the table, sipping her coffee and flipping through a magazine.

"Morning," she said without looking up.

"Morning," I mumbled, grabbing a bowl and pouring myself some cereal.

then, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You look...

said quickly, avoiding

leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. "Did

a

an

mouth, hoping she'd drop it. But Mariah was

said, her tone casual but her eyes sharp,

your mates and all

on my cereal, coughing violently as my face

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Chapter twenty Seven

"I started, but Mariah cut me off

she said, taking another sip of

at her, completely

I insisted, but even to my

laughed, shaking her head. "Whatever

of breakfast trying to shake off Mariah's teasing,

Forgiving them? Coming around?

that what it looked

of the rain, but that didn't mean I was ready to forgive them. And as for this morning... well, that

Right?

myself otherwise, a small part of me couldn't deny that

long had started to fade. And when I thought about the way they'd curled

But no.

let them off the

to

my bowl, Mariah leaned back in her

she said, "it's kind of sweet, in a way. How much

me," I muttered, drying

from where I'm standing,

shot her a glare, but she

impossible," I said, throwing the towel onto the

denial," Mariah shot