The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 37

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"No." I shook my head, my voice rising. "That's not true. Tell me it isn't true."

Mariah's face crumpled, and she looked away, her hands clenching in her lap. "I wish it weren't true," she whispered. "But they're gone."

I stared at her, my mind spinning. The hope that had been burning so brightly within me flickered, threatening to go out entirely.

"If they're gone," I said, my voice cracking, "then why didn't you tell me before? Why let me believe I was unwanted?!"

Tears welled in Mariah's eyes, but she held her ground. "You're not unwanted Stormi, I love you so much. There are things you don't know, Stormi. Things I

couldn't tell you until now."

"Like what?" I demanded.

I sat on the bed, feeling the weight of her hesitation like a physical force. My heart pounded in my chest. Her cryptic words about knowing my parents and now asking for privacy-it was too much.

Mariah finally turned, Her green eyes filled with something I couldn't quite place: guilt, sadness, regret.

"I need you to listen to me, Stormi," she said softly, almost pleading.

"I'm listening," I said, my voice sharp with impatience. "Start talking"

Mariah inhaled deeply and walked over to the armchair across from me, lowering herself into it. She folded her hands in her lap, her fingers twisting nervously.

"I need to tell you about my mate," she began, her voice shaky.

I frowned, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "What does your mate have to do with my parents?"

"Everything," she said, her voice breaking slightly. "Please, just let me explain."

I sighed and leaned back against the headboard, crossing my arms. "Fine."

Mariah nodded, her gaze dropping to her lap. “When I first met my mate, I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world. He was charming, funny, everything I had ever dreamed of. For a while, we were happy. Or at least, I thought we were."

Her voice grew quieter, tinged with bitterness. "But as the years passed, he changed. Or maybe he'd always been that way, and I just didn't see it. He became cruel. Angry. He started drinking, and it wasn't long before the drinking turned into something darker.

My chest tightened as I watched her fight back tears.

"He became abusive," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "He would hit me, lock me in the basement for days, anything to control me. I felt trapped. Worthless."

"Mariah..." I whispered, horrified.

She shook her head, forcing a bitter smile. "I tried to leave him. I even planned to reject him, but he found out. And when he did... he snapped. He tried to hit me, and for the first time, I fought back. I pushed him. He stumbled, and his head hit a metal rod sticking out from the wall."

I gasped, the room seeming to tilt slightly.

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"I didn't mean to kill him," she said, her voice cracking. "But he was gone. Just like that."

I stared at her, my mind reeling, "I don't understand. What does this have to do with my parents?"

Mariah's gaze met mine, her eyes filled with anguish. "Because he was cheating on me. For years. And the woman he was cheating with... was your mother."

The air seemed to be sucked out of the room.

"What?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Mariah nodded, her tears spilling freely now. "Your mother was my mate's mistress. She was young, desperate, and in a situation she couldn't escape. She didn't love him, Stormi. He manipulated her, just like he did me."

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Your mother... she got pregnant with you," Mariah continued, her voice trembling. "When she found out, she was terrified. She didn't know what to do. And after he died, she had no one to turn' to No one to protect her. So she came to me

"You're lying," I said, shaking my head. "Why would my mother go to you?"

"I don't know. But That night, during the storm, she showed up at my door with you in her arms. You were so small, Stormi. So fragile. She begged me to take you, to keep you safe. She said she couldn't stay, that it wasn't safe for either of you if she did. She said some people where after her."

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blurred my vision as I listened

with me," Mariah said, her voice breaking. "She

alive. And then she was gone. I never saw her

in my chest. "You knew my mother. You knew who I was this whole time, and

me?"

pained. "I didn't think it was safe to tell you. And I didn't know how. How do you tell a child that their mother gave them up

Mariah! To know at least I wasn't just some unwanted baby someone

should have told you sooner. But I was scared, Stormi, I didn't know what you'd think of me, or of your

my voice trembling.

"She died not long

me."

whispered, shaking my

your mother. Your

the ground had been ripped out from under me. My entire life

lie.

my face as I buried my head in my hands. For the first time in a long

air, each one cutting deeper than the last. My head spun, my chest ached, and the room felt too small

me.

as I stood abruptly from the bed. What happened

trembling as she clutched the chair for support. “Stormi, I tried to track her down after she left you with me. But by the time I found her..." She hesitated, as if the

blow. My legs felt weak, and I staggered slightly, bracing myself against the bedpost. "My god," I whispered, shaking my head. "That can't

down her face. "I've carried that

snapped, my voice rising. "When were you

going to keep

her mouth to speak, but no words

with fury. "The man

she nodded slowly. "Yes, Stormi. He was your father. But you

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shouted, my

grew up without my parents! if my dad hadn't died, my mother would

eyes widened, and she stepped closer, reaching out as

I snarled, stepping back, my body shaking with rage. "Don't Touch me. Don't

her side, and she looked at me with a

for any of this to happen," the said, her voice breaking, "I only wanted

I spat, the tears streaming down my face hot and

couldn't hear her over the roaring in my

couldn't breathe. i turned and

wait-please!" Mariah called after me, but I didn't

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for her mother to

but raised he...

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stairs of the pack house, the tears blurring

a mix of anger, grief, and betrayal tearing

inside.

the main floor, everyone

me as I stumbled into the

Elijah

I couldn't answer him. My throat burned

like it was being crushed in a vice. All

do was run.

questions and worried glances, and bolted out the door

something inside me snapped. A sudden, overwhelming energy surged through me, consuming every inch of my body. My vision blurred, and the world seemed to tilt as my limbs began to shift and

I heard someone

body trembling violently

in one explosive moment, I was no

that shimmered with a silvery light. My fur was radiant,

when I glanced at my reflection in a