The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Thirty

When I returned to the cabin, the sound of rain had faded to a light drizzle, and the comforting scent of wood smoke filled the air. Stepping inside, I found Mariah lounging on the worn-out couch, a thick book in her hands. She looked up as I closed the door behind me, her sharp eyes studying me.

"Have fun?" she asked, her tone light but her smirk unmistakable.

I groaned, setting my bag down by the door. "If by fun, you mean being dragged out of school by Elijah, Austin, and the twins, then

1. no. They're annoying."

"Really?" Mariah's eyebrow arched in a way that made me squirm. "Annoying, huh?"

"Yes," I said firmly, though I knew I wasn't convincing her.

She shut her book with a soft thud, setting it aside as she leaned back. Her smirk widened, and I braced myself. "You're starting to like them, aren't you?"

I shot her a glare. "No."

Mariah chuckled, clearly amused by my defensive tone. "Uh-huh. Sure, carrot- head. Keep telling yourself that."

Ignoring her, I crossed the room and slumped onto the armchair opposite her. The warmth of the fire was soothing after the chilly walk home, and for a moment, I let myself relax.

few moments before speaking again. "Anyway,

her, wary of the sudden shift

house starting tomorrow," she said. "In preparation for

the Shadow Weaver and saved the world from its malevolent influence, a sacred festival

help but

I would love to help", I said

for bed, the only sounds coming from the wind rustling through the trees and

the blankets, my thoughts wandered to the day's events. Despite my annoyance at being dragged out

then, without meaning to,

immediately, scolding the warmth spreading through my chest. "No," I muttered under my breath, shaking my head. "Don't be weak, Stormi.

the memory of Isaiah's kiss

buried my face in the pillow, determined to will

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Chapter Thirty

was supposed to be sleeping, but my mind refused to quiet down. Every time I closed my eyes,

surface.

pressing against mine. The twins dragging me out of school, their mischievous

was me-torn,

a groan, rolling onto my side. I hated how they made me fee. One moment, I wanted nothing to do with them. I wanted to hold onto the anger that

practically glowing whenever they were near, nudging me with thoughts and feelings

back of

they were also jerks," I muttered under my breath, though I knew

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