The Omega Mated To The Four

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Chapter Thirty Eight

I stopped running when I reached the clearing, my breath ragged as my glowing

fur dimmed faintly. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, each one more suffocating than the last.

Mariah's revelation echoed in my mind.

"He was your father... your mother ended her life..."

I sank to the ground, my massive paws sinking into the soft earth as tried to process the revelation. How was I supposed to forgive her? Could I even try? And what did this all mean for me? For my destiny?

The woods were eerily silent, the usual symphony of crickets and rustling leaves absent. It was as if the forest itself was holding its breath.

Then I felt it.

The air shifted, growing heavy and oppressive. The light from my glowing fur flickered faintly, like a dying candle, as an unnatural darkness began to creep into the clearing. It wasn't like a normal shadow. This darkness was alive, swirling and writhing like a living entity. It absorbed every sliver of light around it, creating a void that made the glowing edges of my fur stand out in stark

contrast.

A sense of dread crept over me, seeping into my bones. My ears flattened, and my tail tucked instinctively as the darkness stopped just at the edge of my glow. It didn't cross the boundary, as if it couldn't-or wouldn't.

Then, I heard it.

A laugh.

rising into something sinister and chilling. It was

under my skin and settled deep

Silver Wolf," a voice drawled, not aloud

but there was nothing-

demanded, though my voice trembled, betraying the fear

and this time, two red, glowing eyes appeared in the darkness. They were piercing,

malice so intense it felt like it could

felt the goddess's power," the voice said mockingly. "So you're the one they've been whispering about. The one who survived. How...

for some semblance of stability. "Who are you?" I managed to ask, though my

their intensity washing over me. You already know me," the voice purred, sinister and smooth. "I am the

a shiver down my spine, and I stumbled back as the glow of

word. "But here you are, a Silver Wolf, glowing like a beacon of

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hit me like a bolt of lightning, and my chest tightened. ou..." I whispered. "You're the

returned, softer this time but no fess chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though

darkness pressed closer, just inches from my fur, and my legs trembled under its weight. The oppressive energy felt like it was crushing

hissed. “Just like I did with the rest of your kind. There will be no Silvermoon Line left when I'm through with

I felt myself begin to falter, my glow dimming further. The edges

kneel," she taunted. "Spare yourself the pain. Give in, and I might let

presence was crushing, but something within me some tiny spark-refused