The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 54

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The arena was massive, an expanse of open space surrounded by high stone walls that hummed faintly with magic. The morning sun barely peeked through the clouds, casting a muted glow over the scene. I stood awkwardly at the center, the uneven texture of the dirt beneath my bare feet adding to my discomfort. The rest of the witches who were watching from the surrounding balconies whispered amongst themselves, their curious gazes fixed on my mates and me.

I tugged at my clothes-or lack thereof and shot a glare at Rowena who stood smugly at the edge of the arena. "When you said everything was prepared, did you forget about clothes?" I asked irritably.

My outfit consisted of a pair of shorts, a sports bra, and open-fingered gloves, which left most of my skin exposed. While practical for training, it didn't do much for my comfort, What made it worse was my mates standing next to me in similar attire: shorts and no shirts. Their bare chests gleamed slightly under the morning light muscles rippling with every slight movement.

Rowena raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "I didn't forget anything. It's standard training gear. You'll get used to it."

I crossed my arms, glaring at my mates. "Can they at least be given shirts? Or, I don't know, something to cover up?"

Elijah smirked faintly, and Isaiah shrugged, nonchalantly. But Alex and Austin grinned like mischievous schoolboys.

Austin flexed his chest, his grin widening. "What's wrong, Stormi? Don't like what you see?"

Alex followed suit, playfully striking a pose as though he were a model. "Yeah, Stormi, tell us—are you impressed?"

I rolled my eyes and huffed. "No, I'm not," I snapped, though the warmth rising to my cheeks betrayed my words.

My wolf stirred inside me, growling softly. Liar, it chided, amused by my attempt to deny what we both felt.

Rowena chuckled, shaking her head. "Is it all the attention your mates are getting that's bothering you?"

Caught off guard by her question I straightened my spine, my voice curt. "Nope. Couldn't care less."

Rowena didn't push further, but the smirk on her face made it clear she wasn't convinced.

Commander Lynne stepped forward. Her presence immediately silenced any lingering whispers from the witches observing above. "Enough stalling," she barked, her tone sharp and commanding. "You're here to train, not to preen for an audience. Let's see what you're made of."

She gestured to the track that circled the arena. "We'll start with endurance. I know you're wolves, so you've got natural advantages. But that also means you'll

do double the work. Thirty laps around the track. No exceptions."

My stomach sank. Thirty laps? The track was enormous, and even with my enhanced stamina as a werewolf, I knew this wasn't

going to be easy.

My mates didn't look thrilled either, though they kept their complaints to themselves. I, on the other hand, groaned audibly, "You

can't be serious."

Lynne's sharp gaze landed on me, making me shrink slightly. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

I bit back another groan and lined up with the others. When Lynne gave the signal, we all started running.

The first ten laps weren't so bad. I found a rhythm, my feet pounding steadily against the dirt track. I kept my breaths even, pushing through the mild burn in my legs. But by the fifteenth lap, the strain started to hit me harder. My legs felt heavier with each step, and my breathing became more labored.

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My mates seemed to fare beller Elijah and Isaiah were in the football team at home so this was no big deal for them at trained as pack border guards–though even Austin, who was normally the most energetic of the group, looked like he was starting to struggle.

By the twentieth lap, My pace had slowed considerably. Sweat dripped down my face, and my muscles screamed in protest. The witches watching from the sidelines whispered amongst themselves, and I could feel their judgmental gazes like pinpricks against my skin.

By the thirtieth lap, I couldn't take another step. I collapsed onto the track, my limbs trembling and my chest heaving as I gasped

for air.

her voice slicing through

I managed to choke out. "I can't

is as big

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to be the savior of

blazing with anger. "Enough," he said, his tone low but dangerous. "She's tired. Let

collapse isn't training-it's torture. If Stormi

she won't survive what's coming. This

let up, and by the end of the day, I felt utterly defeated. My body ached, and my mind was

myself unable to sleep. My thoughts swirled with doubts and insecurities, Lynne's voice echoing in my

the savior

a hand through my hair. The faint light of the runes filtered

across the room.

protested the movement. My legs still burned from the

castle, I noticed a stone fireplace just outside near the massive garden. It seemed like the perfect

and agonizing, every step sending sharp jolts of pain through my legs. But

leaning back slightly, his broad shoulders illuminated by the flickering light of the fire. His eyes, usually sharp with humor or mischief, softened as they lifted to meet hers. For

his voice a low

made it hard to resist his offer. I crossed the small space and lowered myself gingerly

my aching body, and for the first time all day,

Tough day huh?"

laugh. "You could say that

her face. "You don't have to

you know. The guy there to

'I are always

voice barely above a whisper. "I-I'm

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and full of reassurance.

know other girls?",

chuckled and leaned back, staring into the flames. "Remember that

solar system?"

a rush of surprise. "You remember that? It was ages

were the smartest girl in our class," he said, a soft

lips. "You made everyone else

back. "I

that can get this done it's you. You're very

chest, thawing the icy fear that had begun to form. Before I could think too much about it, he leaned forward, closing the

sunlight after a long, cold night. I stilled for a moment, a little bit surprised, but then I responded, and his hand moved to cradle my cheek. The kiss deepened, the hesitation melting his tongue and

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I fell myself surrendering the heat that coursed through