The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 31

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Thrity One

The pack house was alive with activity as we prepared for the Lunar Redemption Day. Mariah had me hanging ribbons, arranging centerpieces, and stringing lights until my fingers were sore. It felt oddly normal, almost domestic, and I couldn't help but enjoy the

distraction.

"I think we need more silver in that corner," Mariah called from the other side of the room, pointing to a bare section near the windows.

I sighed, wiping my hands on my jeans. "We're drowning in silver already. You're going to blind someone. And if this were the real silver we'd all be dead"

Mariah laughed, brushing her hair out of her face. "What? I like it.”

The Lunar Redemption Day wasn't just a celebration; it was a deeply symbolic event. A way for the pack to reflect on their ancestors and reaffirm their bonds to the goddess even with her absence.

"Take a break," Mariah said after a while, waving me off. "You've earned it."

I didn't need to be told twice. I grabbed a book from one of the nearby tables and stepped outside, finding a quiet spot on the porch to sit.

The book was old, its leather cover worn and soft under my fingers. The title was barely legible, but the pages inside were filled with stories about werewolf lore and history. I found myself flipping to the sections on bloodlines, my curiosity getting the better of

1. me.

not knowing where I came from. For all I knew my parents never wanted me

others like me? Others who had

"Whatcha reading, Carrot Head?"

Alex and Austin appeared on either

you stop sneaking up on me?" I snapped, slamming the book shut and glaring

sitting on the porch railing. "You were just too absorbed in your book to

bench, leaning over to peek

to learn more about my

from their faces, replaced by something softer something almost

thinking about them a lot lately," Austin said, his tone unusually

in my lap. "Everyone thought my family was wiped out-extinct. But I'm still here. Doesn't that mean there's a chance others could be

said quietly. "But if there were others, don't you think they'd have come

I knew he wasn't trying to hurt me. He was

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said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Or maybe they didn't

moment. "Even if your family

a bitter laugh. "You're really going to play the 'we're

admitted, his voice steady. "But we're

to tell them that they didn't get to rewrite history just because they felt