The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 65

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Chapter Sixty Five

When Commander Lynne finally released me from my punishment, didn't waste any time. My legs ached, my shoulders screamed, and my pride-thought

battered—remained intact. Ignoring the lingering stares and murmured conversations of the onlookers, I trudged straight to my room. I couldn't deal with their curiosity or their pity. I just wanted to be alone.

The evening dragged on. I sat in my room, staring at the walls, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. Anger simmered beneath the surface, mixing with betrayal and an ache I couldn't quite name. Eli's words from earlier-about the lot drawing-still echoed in my mind. It felt like I was some kind of prize, a game piece they'd passed around without a second thought.

A knock at the door startled me. For a moment, I considered ignoring it. But when the voice on the other side called out, my resolve faltered.

"Stormi, it's me," Elijah said, his voice soft, almost hesitant.

I stayed silent, my arms crossed tightly over my chest as I stared at the door.

"Please," he said again, and this time, there was something raw in his tone- regret, maybe even desperation. "Can we talk?"

I debated for a long moment before finally relenting. I stood, crossing the room and pulling the door open just enough to meet his gaze.

"What do you want?" I asked, my tone colder than I intended.

Elijah stepped inside cautiously, his hands raised as though to show he wasn't a threat. His hair was slightly disheveled, and dark circles lined his eyes. It was clear he hadn't been sleeping well.

explain," he began, his voice steady but soft. "I owe

brow, leaning against the wall, my arms still folded. "Explain what, exactly? How

faltered, guilt flashing across his features.

a bitter scoff, the anger flaring

hand through his hair, his frustration evident. "I know it looks bad. Hell, it is bad. But it wasn't about reducing you to... to

what was it about?" I demanded, stepping closer, my voice rising. "Because from where I'm standing, that's

looks like."

slightly as if the weight of his explanation was too much to bear. "It was... stupid. I know that now. But you have to understand-sharing a

off guard by

trying to figure out how to handle things without stepping on each other's toes. We didn't want to argue over who got to spend time with you or-" He stopped himself, shaking his head. "The lots were

chest tightening. "And

all. We were so focused on trying to navigate this... this bond,

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in his voice as disarming, but it wasn't enough to erase the

finally asked, my voice trembling, "Was that part

up, his eyes locking onto mine. "No.

his face for any sign of deceit, but all I saw was a taw vulnerability that made my

cautious step closer, his voice steady and firm. "What happened between us last night... that was real, Stormi. It wasn't about the

voice breaking. "All of you did. Do you have any

voice laced with regret. "And I spend the rest of my life making it

between us almost suffocating. For the first time,

me.

not just our mate, Stormi,” he said