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.

It

and settled deep in

drawled, not

the darkness for the source, but there was nothing- just the

demanded, though my voice trembled, betraying the

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

so intense it felt like it could burn through my

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

claws digging into the ground for some semblance of stability. "Who are you?" I

eyes seemed to glow brighter, their intensity washing over me. You already know me," the voice purred, sinister and smooth. "I am the end.

stumbled back as the glow of my

your kind," the voice continued, venom dripping from every word. "But here you are, a Silver Wolf,

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

and the sinister laugh returned, softer this time but no fess chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though I'd prefer

fur, and my legs trembled under its weight. The oppressive

hissed. “Just like I did with the rest of your kind.

glow dimming further. The edges of the darkness started to inch closer, testing

taunted. "Spare yourself the pain. Give in, and

crushing, but something within