The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 53

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Chapter Fifty-Three

The sound of a knock at my door dragged me out of sleep. My eyes uttered open, and I groaned, the remnants of a restless nigh making my limbs feel heavier than usual,

I turned my head toward the window. It was still dark outside, the faint glow of the magical sconces outside barely illuminating the room. I pulled the blanket tighter over myself, hoping whoever was knocking would give up.

But the knocking persisted, sharp and insistent.

"Stormi," came Rowena's voice from the other side of the door.

I groaned again and rolled out of bed, my bare feet meeting the cold stone floor. Stumbling slightly, I shuffled to the door and opened it, squinting against the hallway's brighter light.

Rowena stood there, fully dressed and wide awake, a mischievous grin plastered on her face. Beside her was a woman I hadn't seen before. She was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in fitted combat gear that seemed tailored for movement. Her buzz-cut and stem expression gave her an air of authority, and her dark eyes surveyed me with the same disapproval one might reserve for a Jazy

soldier.

"Rise and shine, Silver Wolf," Rowena chirped, far too cheery for this ungodly hour.

I blinked at her, barely processing her words. "What time is it?" I asked, my voice hoarse with sleep.

"It's time for training," Rowena said matter-of-factly, as though the answer should have been obvious.

I leaned against the doorframe, trying to gather my thoughts. "It's still dark outside," I mumbled, gesturing toward the window as if that would excuse me from whatever torture Rowena had planned.

She ignored my protest and stepped aside, giving me a clear view of the hallway. My mates were standing there, looking just as groggy as I felt. Elijah leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, his eyes heavy-lidded. Isaiah was upright but stiff, his jaw set in silent resignation. Alex was rubbing at his eyes, his messy hair sticking up in all directions, while Austin-poor Austin-was nodding off where he stood, his head bobbing forward and jerking back up every few seconds.

"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered, staring at their tired faces

Rowena smirked. "Oh, I'm not." She motioned toward the woman beside her. "This is Commander Lynne. She'll be leading part of your training."

Commander Lynne nodded curtly, her gaze sharp as it swept over me. "You've got

a long way to go," she said bluntly. "But I'll whip - you into shape."

shape?" I echoed, frowning. "I haven't even had

tea, no excuses.

room. "At least

in

my mismatched pajamas-a worn-out T-shirt

expression didn't falter. "You'll

training area. No time to

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tugged me forward. "Come on. Your mates are waiting, and they already look like

the hallway, catching

me.

door bend me. Rowena's grip on my wrist was firm as she led me toward the

wall as I approached, his tired gaze softening he looked

even

let out a small groan. "If this is what mornings

sleep and wake

gave him a sidelong glance.

chit-chat. Training starts now. You're all going to need every ounce of strength, speed,

you couldn't have waited until sunrise?" Alex grumbled, yawning

"The Shadow Weaver doesn't wait for sunrise, and neither

cutting through the air. "Your first task is simple:

a subtle nod. Lynne took off down the hallway, her pace brisk and unrelenting. And the rest of us scrambled to

faint glow of magical runes etched into the walls. They pulsed

I panted, my

Commander Lynne

the time we reached a spiral

at me, raising

but didn't have the energy

we finally emerged onto an open terrace, I bent over, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. The cool night

her expression unyielding. "This was

wasn't sure I

against my exhaustion. "Welcome to your first day

my mates. Elijah was composed as always, though