The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 42

Chapter Forty Two

I didn't know when exhaustion had overtaken me, but I must have fallen asleep amidst the comforting scent of Mariah. The weight of grief was too heavy, and sleep had claimed her as an escape,

When I woke, the room was shrouded in an unnatural stillness. A coll draft brushed over my skin, and I realized I wasn't alone.

I turned my head, and there, sitting on the edge of the bed, was Mariah.

But it wasn't the Mariah I remembered.

Her clothes were torn and bloodied, her chest grotesquely ripped open as though her heart had been torn from her body. Blood smeared her face, and her once gentle eyes were clouded over, lifeless.

“Mariah?” I whispered, my voice trembling. I sat up, reaching out tentatively, my fingers shaking.

tilted her head, her lips curling into a strange, sorrowful smile. "You let me die,

I cried, shaking my head vehemently. "No, Mariah, I'm so sorry

smile faltered, her expression twisting into something colder, darker. "Now

tears streaming

Mariah's body convulsed, her form distorting unnaturally. She threw her head back, letting out a laugh that sent

It wasn't Mariah's laugh.

sinister sound-it was the same malevolent laugh

to shift and writhe, coiling around Mariah like living tendrils. Suddenly, her body was

loomed over me, its red eyes glowing like embers

shadow leaned closer, its maw stretching wide as though to devour

it hissed, its voice a sinister

shadow lunged forward, engulfing me in its cold, suffocating darkness.I screamed as I woke, my body trembling violently. I

"Stormi! Stormi, wake up!"