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.

then rising into something sinister and chilling. It was a sound that didn't just raise

crawled under my skin and settled deep in

Wolf," a voice drawled, not aloud but in my

but there was nothing- just the

voice trembled,

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

so intense it felt like it could burn through my

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

hard, my claws digging into the ground for some semblance of stability. "Who are

me," the voice purred,

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

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

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

chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though I'd prefer

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

Weaver hissed. “Just like I did with the rest

my glow dimming further. The edges of the

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

of her presence was crushing, but something within me some