The Omega Mated To The Four

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The morning sun hadn't even crested the horizon when I stood once again in the cold, biting air of the arena. The vast, circular space stretched out before me like a personal battleground, and at its center stood Commander Lynne, arms crossed, her sharp eyes surveying us like a hawk sizing up its prey.

I tugged her open-fingered gloves tighter, already dreading the task head. Today's challenge was straightforward-run thirty laps around the enormous arena, followed by a steep uphill climb carrying weighted packs. A task Commander Lynne described as "simple." But I had learned that simple didn't mean easy.

My mates stood beside me, bare-chested and ready, their bodies gleaming with sweat even before the first step. Austin flexed his arms with exaggerated pride, a cocky grin spreading across his face.

"You ready to dominate this track, Stormi?" he teased.

"Dominate? You mean die on it," I shot back, though the corner of my lips tugged upward in a reluctant smile.

Alex nudged my shoulder, offering an encouraging smirk. "We've got your back. No one gets left behind."

My wolf growled softly, comforted by their presence, but anxiety gnawed at the edges of my determination. I was fast, but endurance? That was a different story.

"Enough chitchat!" Commander Lynne's voice cut through the air like a whip. "Thirty laps. No walking. If I catch you slowing down, you'll double it. And don't even think about stopping." she said before waving her wand making a part of the truck rise up into a

hill.

I swallowed thickly, feeling my muscles tense in preparation. "I can do this," I muttered under my breath, trying to psych myself up.

"GO!"

The first few laps weren't so bad. I focused on the rhythmic pounding of my feet against the hard-packed dirt, matching my pace to the others. Alex and Austin flanked me like guardians, their effortless strides a frustrating reminder of their superior endurance. Isaiah ran a bit ahead, his focus sharp and unwavering, while Elijah fell back occasionally to check on me.

By lap ten, sweat streamed down my temples, stinging my eyes. My breath came in shallow, ragged bursts, and my legs burned like fire. My mates looked fine- barely winded, their movements smooth and precise.

"You're doing great!" Austin called, giving her a thumbs-up.

I shot him a glare. "Don't-encourage-me,” I huffed, trying to fight the rising ache in my lungs.

By lap twenty, my vision blurred, and the edges of my resolve began to fray. Every step was agony. The arena felt endless, and the humiliation of being the weakest link weighed heavier than the air in my chest. My wolf whimpered in my mind, trying to push me forward, but even that primal drive wasn't enough.

When lap twenty-five came, my knees buckled. I stumbled, my palms hitting the ground as a sob of frustration escaped my throat.

can't!" iy gasped, tears stinging

and cutting. "Pathetic. Is this how the Silver Wolf leads?

r knees?

sharply toward Commander

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a war against my own body. Alex fell into step beside me again, his voice soft and encouraging.

giving me a playful wink.

me, I finished the last five laps, collapsing to the

but not unkind. "You finished. Next

but deep down, the commander's words sparked a new determination. I would do better. Even though omegas were generally weaker

given weighted packs-massive, heavy burdens strapped tightly to

felt like jelly, the burn from the laps still lingering, but I refused to quit. My mates too struggled up the slope, though they stayed close, ready to catch me if

as extra cardio!" Austin

this hill," I muttered,

the top, my arms and legs were shaking uncontrollably. I collapsed onto the track, panting like I'd just run a marathon. My mates flopped down beside me, grinning like fools with their bare chests glistening with a sheen and beads

trying to catch his breath I didn't reply-I

for the scraping of utensils and animated conversations on other tables. I picked at my food, too sore to care about eating. My mates, on the other hand, devoured their meals like wolves. Boys. Typical. "Eat," Elijah told me gently, pushing a bowl

but my pride burned

in silence down the hallway toward our rooms. My legs felt heavy, my exhaustion settling deep in my bones. I

and turned toward me, a soft smile playing on his lips.

leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

beat. "Uh... goodnight," I mumbled. Suddenly, Austin stepped forward, grinning

"Excuse me?" I blinked.