The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 63

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Sixty Three

The faint hum of voices tugged me from the depths of sleep. My head was still heavy with exhaustion from the night before, and I considered burying myself back under the covers. But curiosity got the better of me. Blinking against the sunlight streaming through the curtains, I opened my eyes to find a sight that jolted me fully awake.

There, standing by the door to my room, was Elijah. And he was wealing nothing but a pair of snug black briefs.

My cheeks flushed instantly as my gaze darted to his muscular frame still damp from what I assumed was a quick morning shower. The glistening sheen of water on his skin only made things worse- better, depending on how one looked at it.

But it wasn't just Elijah.

The doorway was crowded with the rest of my mates-Austin, Alex, and Isaiah-all of them looking smug and, for reasons I couldn't yet comprehend, slightly amused.

"You sly dog," Austin drawled, shaking his head at Elijah. “I can't believe she actually agreed to mate with you. Sneaky bastard."

"Watch your mouth, Austin," Elijah retorted his tone even but with an unmistakable edge of authority. "You're talking to your Alpha."

Alex, standing directly in front of him, threw up his hands. "I still can't believe you pulled it off! I mean, how'd you even get her to agree?"

Elijah smirked, his tone calm and self-assured. "I didn't need to pull anything off. We drew lots, remember? I won fair and square."

The words hit me like a slap to the face. Drew lots?

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oh the lot you conveniently 'won."" Isaiah said.

My stomach twisted as the words sank in. Draw lots? Won? What are they talking about

"It wasn't a bet,” Elijah snapped, his smirk faltering. "It was a decision. It kept the peace between us."

hit me like a slap. They had reduced me-their supposed mate, someone they were supposed to

body ached, every muscle protesting as I stood wrapping the sheet around me, I ignored the ache in between my legs a

voice cutting through the room like

dropped from their

my voice low but trembling with

forward with his hands

said, get out!" I shouted, my voice echoing

moment, no one moved. They stood there, wide-eyed, as if

I'd raised my voice. Then, one by one, they began to

he shuffled away, Isalah

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Chapter Sixty Three

fine as though he

met his

mouth to speak but seemed to think better of it.

limbs still sore but my

I was to them? A decision made through chance? The anger simmering in my

today. If they wanted to treat me like a prize, I'd

training clothes, I left my room without a second

the training grounds as she orchestrated a brutal session designed to test both our physical and mental limits. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and the occasional

with single-minded focus, determined to channel my frustration into something productive. Every punch, every kick, every

during a brief pause, jogging to

adjusting the straps on my training

his tone uncharacteristically serious.

what we said, are you?

dignify him with a response, moving to the next station without so much

in his

tried his luck. "Please give us a