The Omega Mated To The Four

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Chapter Thirty Three

The bonfire roared in the center of the clearing, flames licking the night sky and casting flickering shadows over the faces of the pack. The drums began, low and steady at first, vibrating through the ground and up my legs. Around me, everyone was moving in a wide circle, dancing together, their feet stomping in unison to the rhythm. The air was alive with energy-wild, free, and utterly magnetic.

I watched from the edge, unsure of what to do. I'd never joined in the dances before. I'd always observed from the shadows, too afraid of the judging eyes, too conscious of how out of place I felt. But tonight was different.

"Come on," Elijah said suddenly, his warm hand reaching out to mine. His voice was soft, almost coaxing, but his eyes sparkled with the reflection of the firelight.

"I don't know how," I admitted, taking a hesitant step back.

"You don't need to know how," he replied, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Just move. Feel it."

Before I could come up with another excuse, he gently grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the others. My heart raced-not from fear this time, but from something else entirely.

The circle of dancers expanded slightly to let us in. I felt every pair of eyes on me, but instead of the judgment I had dreaded, all I saw were smiles-welcoming, encouraging.

Elijah let go of my hand only to step in front of me, showing me the movements. His feet stomped against the ground in a steady rhythm, his arms loose at his sides as he twisted and swayed. It wasn't anything complicated, just simple movements in time with the music, but the way he did it made it seem effortless. "See? Easy," he said, his voice loud enough to rise above the drums.

ridiculous," I muttered,

His voice softened, his gaze steady as

creeping onto my face. Slowly, I began to let go of my inhibitions, letting my body follow the rhythm of the drums. At first, my movements were stiff,

gracefully, but moving nonetheless. Elijah grinned at me, a boyish grin that made him look younger, lighter. Before I could process the warmth blooming in my chest, Alex and

party!" Alex shouted, spinning around me like a lunatic. Austin

help it—I laughed. Not just a polite chuckle, but a real, full-bodied laugh that seemed to echo above the

us next, his movements smoother and more controlled than his brothers'. "Finally," he said, giving me an approving nod. "I was starting

sure this is a good idea,"

best idea," he countered, twirling me

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myself, laughing again as I smacked

in that,” he teased,

dancers broke into

the first time in as long as I could remember, I

spinning me around until I was dizzy, then pulling me close

unable to speak. The truth was, I was having fun-more fun

went on, the flames of the bonfire seemed to grow brighter, casting a golden glow over everything. My mates stayed close, each of them taking turns dancing with

into the air, only to nearly

as I dusted myself

to do that,"