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.

and guttural at first, then rising into something sinister and chilling. It was a sound that didn't just raise the fur

under my skin and settled deep in my

voice drawled, not aloud but

darkness for the source, but there was nothing- just the endless black void

demanded, though my voice trembled, betraying the fear that gripped

and this time, two red, glowing eyes appeared

felt like it

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

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

me," the voice purred, sinister and smooth. "I am the

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

voice continued, venom dripping from every word. "But here

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hit me like a bolt of lightning, and my

this time but no fess chilling.

closer, just inches from my fur, and my legs trembled under its weight. The oppressive

the rest of your kind.

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

yourself the pain. Give in, and I might let you

but something within me some