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.

something sinister and chilling. It was a sound that didn't just raise the fur on

my skin and settled deep in my

Silver Wolf," a voice drawled, not aloud but

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

there?" I demanded, though my voice trembled, betraying the fear that gripped

two red, glowing eyes appeared in

felt like it could

you're the one they've

the ground for some semblance of

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

down my spine, and I stumbled back as the

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

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and my chest tightened.

this time but no fess chilling.

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

the Shadow Weaver hissed. “Just like I did with the rest of

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

"Spare yourself the pain. Give in,

of her presence was crushing, but something