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.

began, his voice steady but soft. "I owe it

what, exactly? How

flashing across his features. "It

a bitter scoff, the anger flaring in my chest again. "It sure felt

his frustration evident. "I know it looks bad. Hell, it is bad. But it wasn't

closer, my voice rising.

looks like."

his shoulders slumping 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 mate isn't

blinked, caught off guard by his

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 a dumb way to keep the peace. None of us thought it

my chest tightening. "And you thought I wouldn't find

his voice quieter now. "We didn't think at all. We were so focused on

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didn't know what to say. The sincerity in his voice as disarming, but it wasn't enough

asked, my voice trembling, "Was that part

head snapped up, his eyes locking onto mine. "No. Absolutely

but all I saw was a taw

was real, Stormi. It wasn't about the lot drawing or any of that other nonsense. It

did. Do you have any idea what that feels like? To know the people who are supposed

regret. "And I spend the rest of my life making it up

time, I saw a flicker of something in his eyes-fear, maybe. Fear

me.

not just our mate, Stormi,” he