The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 40

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Chapter Forty

The sunlight filtering through the curtains did little to lighten the heaviness that hung in the air. 1 sat curled up in a crater of Elijah's bed, my arms wrapped tightly around myknees. The events of the previous day replayed in my mind like a haunting meleta My eyes were swollen from crying through the night, the salty streaks of tears still etched on my cheeks.

The knock on the door was soft but insistent.

"Stormi,” Elijah's voice came gently through the wood, followed by Alex's. "We're coming in, okay?"

The door creaked open, and my mates stepped inside-Elijah, Alex, Austin, and Isaiah, Their concern was evident, their usual confident composure replaced by worry.

"You've been crying all night," Alex said, walking over to the bed. He crouched beside me, his hand brushing lightly over my arm. "We're worried about you."

I lifted my head slightly, my voice cracking as I spoke. "If I had been there... If I hadn't left after fighting with Mariah... She'd still

be alive."

said, sitting beside her. His strong arms enveloped me, pulling

fresh tears rolled down my face. "I left her... I let her go into the woods alone. I should have been there. If it

filled with compassion. "Stormi, those things-those umbrakins-attacked because of the Shadow Weaver's influence,

understand!" I sobbed, burying her face in Elijah's chest. I pushed her away. She died

doorframe, finally approached. He took my hand gently, his voice firm but kind. "Stormi, you need to stop blaming yourself. None of

was grounding. Slowly, the overwhelming tide of grief ebbed just enough for me to

water had done little to wash away my sorrow, but it gave me the strength to face the day. I descended the stairs, my

pack members were outside, their voices hushed in

They stood in their striking white outfits, their wands in hand. Four more witches had joined the group since the battle, and to my surprise, Savannah was among them. Dressed like the others, she stood tall

heart ached as her eyes fell on the pile of umbrakin bodies. The witches had gathered them into a heap, their grotesque forms now lifeless. The sight was both horrifying and oddly satisfying-a reminder that the threat had been dealt with, at least

approached me,

the Alpha said, his voice low but steady. "We're so sorry for

throat tightened as tears welled up

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cared deeply for you," the Luna added, her eyes for

lip, my emotions threatening to spill over. "Thank you," I managed

“I'm

to hold back my tears any longer. I cried