The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 38

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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.

first, then rising into something sinister and chilling. It was a sound that

under my skin and settled deep

voice drawled, not aloud but in my

around, scanning the darkness for the source, but there was nothing-

voice trembled, betraying the fear

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

it felt like it could burn

"So you're the one they've been whispering about.

my claws digging into the ground for some semblance of

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

spine, and I stumbled back as the glow of my fur began to dim

continued, venom dripping from every word. "But here you are, a Silver Wolf, glowing like a beacon of false hope.

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my chest tightened. ou..."

sinister laugh returned, softer this time but no fess chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though I'd prefer you call me what I truly

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

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

of her words was suffocating, and I felt myself begin to falter, my glow dimming further. The edges of the darkness started to inch closer,

the pain. Give

her presence was crushing, but something within me some