The Omega Mated To The Four

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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.

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

skin and settled deep in

voice drawled, not aloud but in

for the source, but there was nothing-

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

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

it felt like it could burn through

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

the ground for some semblance of stability. "Who are you?" I managed to ask,

to glow brighter, their intensity washing over me. You already know me," the

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

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

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bolt of lightning, and my chest tightened.

softer this time but no fess chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though

my legs trembled under its weight.

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

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, testing the limits of the light

pain. Give

presence was crushing, but