The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 68

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Sixty Eight

The

est of the day passed in an unproductive blur. I stayed in my room, curled up in the quiet sanctuary it provided. The events from the picnic lingered at the edge of my thoughts—the laughter, the teasing, the vision. I wanted to talk to Eira about it, but something held me back, as though putting it into words would make it even more real.

By dinnertime, I forced myself to join the others in the dining hall. The conversation swirled around me, but I stayed quiet, lost in my thoughts. My mates occasionally glanced at me, concern flickering in their eyes, but I just didn't feel like talking.

When dinner ended, I retreated to my room again, determined to shake off the unease weighing me down. A hot shower was exactly what I needed.

I headed to the bathroom, flipping the light switch as I stepped inside. Nothing happened. Frowning, I tried again, but the bulb didn't flicker to life.

"What the...?" I muttered, stepping back into my room to check the main light. It worked just fine, casting a warm glow across the

room.

I turned back to the bathroom, squinting into the dim space. The bulb was missing entirely. My frown deepened. That was strange- very strange.

I considered going to find Rowena and telling her about it, but the thought of

wandering the castle at this hour didn't appeal to me. I could deal with it tomorrow. For now, the light spilling in from my bedroom would have to do.

The steam from the hot water rose around me, creating a hazy cocoon that soothed my tense muscles. I let out a sigh, leaning my head back as the water cascaded over me.

Then I felt it-rough hands wrapping around my waist, firm and unyielding.

My wolf stirred instantly, her instincts sharp and primal. But I didn't need her to tell me who it was. I knew.

said through gritted teeth, shielding myself with

by my glare. The sight of him-completely naked and unapologetically confident-made my pulse race,

it.

low and smooth. "It's not like I

both from the steam and

roamed over me. "What does it look

jaw dropped. "Are

bath together. Haven't forgotten about it. Now every

frustration bubbling up. "Isaiah, you can't

heat of his presence.

asked, his voice a soft

respond, but

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me breathless, My protests melted away as his hands gripped my waist,

think, couldn't speak. My body responded instinctively, my arms wrapping around his neck as I stood on my

heat building between us. Isaiah's hands roamed over my back, his touch both

just long

stormi. You

shiver down my spine, and before I could respond, He lifted me effortlessly, pinning me against the cool tile wall. The contrast of the cold tiles and the

"Isaiah-"

murmured, his lips brushing against

have had crumbled under the intensity of his gaze. There was something raw and honest in the way

I kissed him back with equal fervor. The world outside the bathroom ceased

exist.

then down to my collarbone, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. My wolf purred with approval, her presence melding seamlessly

admitted against my skin. "I

see me every day," I teased,

like this,” he countered, his grip tightening on my hips as he held me against the wall.

and I felt a surge of heat pooling in my core. I responded to