The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 28

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Twenty Eight

The morning was cold and overcast, the kind of weather that promised rain at any moment, I stood on the porch, backpack slung over one shoulder, eyeing the sleek black Jeep parked at the edge of the property. As usual, they were here.

Elijah leaned casually against the driver's side, his dark hair falling messily over his forehead, while Isaiah lounged on the hood, looking far too comfortable for my liking. Alex and Austin were perched on either side of the Jeep, their identical faces lit up with mischievous grins the moment they spotted me.

"Ready to go?" Elijah called out, his voice carrying easily through the crisp morning air.

I sighed, pulling my jacket tighter around me. "I don't remember agreeing to this arrangement."

"You didn't," Isaiah said with a smirk, sliding off the hood and gesturing toward the car. "But we're persistent."

I rolled my eyes and started walking toward them. The truth was, I'd already resigned myself to the ride. The rainclouds overhead were a dark, ominous gray, and I had no intention of letting my homework-or myself-get soaked on the way to school.

When I reached the Jeep, Alex darted forward to open the back door for me, grinning like he'd just won a prize.

"Such a gentleman," I muttered, climbing in and ignoring the way his grin widened.

The ride to school was relatively quiet, which was a rarity when it came to these four. Elijah drove with his usual effortless confidence, one hand on the wheel and the other drumming against the console in time with the music playing softly on the radio.

Isaiah sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through his phone but occasionally glancing back at me. Alex and Austin flanked me on either side in the backseat, their energy palpable even in the confined space.

"You're awfully quiet this morning," Austin remarked, leaning closer to me.

up," Alex suggested, his

like talking," I

The parking lot was a mess of puddles and mud, the

as he killed the engine, his voice firm. "I'll

respond, Alex was already out of the car, at surprising

in my throat as he reached for me. Without any warning, he

my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Put me

that mud," he said simply, his tone far too serious for my

I protested, squirming in his hold. But Alex didn't budge, his grip

crossing my arms

with a

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Chapter Twenty Eight

I'd given up on fighting him. The stares from our classmates were bad enough without

down now," I said stiffly, avoiding eye contact with anyone. "Say please," Alex teased, his

at him, and he finally relented, setting me down gently on the

asked,

snapped, brushing imaginary dirt off my jacket and refusing

As we walked into the building, the rest of

asked, nodding toward

said with

gaze flicking to me. "She looks a little red.

me that," I

arm around Alex's shoulders. "Looks like someone's trying to earn

Alex said, but