The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 45

Chapter Forty Five

That night, as I lay in bed, my thoughts swirled like an unstoppable torm. The weight of what Eira had told me earlier that day pressed down on my chest, making it difficult to breathe. The fate of my pack, my species, and possibly the world rested on my shoulders. Could i really do this?

My mind wandered to Mariah, and a fresh wave of grief overcame me If Mariah were here, she would know exactly what to say. She had always been the steady voice of reason, the one who could make me see sense even in the darkest moments.

Tears spilled down my cheeks as I whispered into the person everyone thinks I am."

niet night, "I don't know if I can do this, Mariah. I don't know how to be the

The room felt colder, and for a moment, I thought I faint shimmer of light near the window. I wiped my tears and sat up, unsure if my eyes were playing tricks on me. Suddenly, a radiant orb of light appeared in the center of the room, glowing softly but steadily.

Before I could react, the light expanded and enveloped me. When the light faded,

I found myself standing in a vast, clear field under a brilliant full moon. The air was crisp and cool, carrying the scent of wildflowers.

A familiar sound pierced the silence-a wolf's howl.

I turned toward the sound and gasped. It was Mariah's wolf, her sleek, brown form shimmering under the moonlight.

"Mariah..." my voice broke as she stumbled toward her.

Mariah's wolf padded closer, her golden eyes glowing with warmth and strength. I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my face.

"I'm so sorry," I cried, my voice cracking. "I should have been there for you. I should have protected you."

For a moment, there was silence, and then I heard Mariah's voice in my mind. "Don't be a whiny baby, Stormi."

I froze, my tears momentarily forgotten as a laugh bubbled up despite myself.

always been special, Stormi. You were chosen for a reason. Stop doubting yourself-you've

chest tightened, but this time it wasn't from grief-it was from hope. Mariah's wolf stepped closer, lowering her head to nuzzle

so much," I whispered. "I don't know how to

huffed softly, as if to say, You're

mother's golden eyes. "I'll find the Moon Keystone," I promised. "I'll do whatever it takes to make this right. You deserve

nodded, her

before-figures standing in the distance, their silhouettes illuminated by the moonlight. They were watching me silently, their presence both comforting

took a step closer, the figures began to shift and transform. One by one, they turned into silver wolves,

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my throat as I realized who they

in my

face-the old man from my earlier dream. His eyes met mine

question.

and presence were overwhelming, yet I felt

old man's voice resonated in my mind. "The keystone is the key to your destiny and the protection of our

unison and howled, the sound reverberating through the air and deep into my

from the ancient Willow's

cavern's shadow where history

moonlit lake,

in ripples, where secrets

of the night, statues

the

the ancient forest,

path to follow, a destiny to

stars align, Celestial

riddles, a

the Moonlit Nexus, where