The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 74

The Omega: Mated To The Four

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The twins and I carried the dusty books to my room, their spines cracked and edges frayed from centuries of handling. Despite their age, these tomes held power-not just in their contents, but in the weight of history they bore. The dim light of my bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room as we settled onto the plush carpet, spreading the books in a semicircle around us.

Austin leaned back against the bedframe, flipping through the pages of a particularly ancient volume. "You'd think after all this time, someone would've at least thought to type these out," he muttered.

Alex smirked from his place on the floor. "And lose the charm of deciphering faded ink? Never."

I couldn't help but grin as I opened one of the books, the musty scent of old paper filling my nose. But as we read, the lighthearted mood began to fade. The texts told a chilling tale-one that made my stomach twist with unease.

The books spoke of a time long ago when the High Witches governed with wisdom and unity. But beneath the surface of their peace lay a festering darkness. One of the High Witches, lured by whispers of forbidden power, allowed herself to be swayed by the Shadow

Weaver.

Her betrayal fractured the unity of the High Witches, her descent into darkness giving rise to the Children of the Eclipse. These witches, bound by their fanatical devotion to the Shadow Weaver, sought to resurrect the entity and unleash its chaos upon the world once more. They used forbidden arts given by the shadow weaver and helped create the first umbrakin. Just as wolves were

born from the moonlight these creatures were born from darkness.

"They revered the Shadow Weaver as a god," I murmured, reading aloud. "A god of darkness and chaos."

Alex leaned closer, his eyes scanning the text alongside mine. "And they're still trying to bring it back," he said grimly. "That's what all this is about. The rituals, the attacks-they're all steps toward reviving the Shadow Weaver."

Austin ran a hand through his hair, his brow furrowed. "But the shadow weaver is bound in its prison by the lunar keystone.." He closed his book with a thud, leaning back with a heavy sigh. "And Stormi is the only one that knows where it is."

He was right but, I didn't know where to begin from. And then the riddle rang in my

ear.

Whispers from the ancient Willow's boughs,

In a cavern's shadow where history allows.

By the moonlit lake, reflections guide,

Symbols hidden in ripples, where secrets abide.

of the night,

in the

the ancient forest,

path to follow, a destiny to

ruins where

a gateway to

these riddles, a cosmic

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Nexus, where the

twins saying

remember hearing that during the lunar redemption day," Austin said.

how to find it we can start by deciphering what

before the children of the Eclipse do," Alex

the Eclipse and

his arms over his head, his shirt riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of toned muscle. “I think that's enough apocalyptic bedtime reading for one

nodded, standing and gathering the books into a neat pile. "Agreed. My brain's officially

to the door, my own body feeling the pull of exhaustion despite the buzz of adrenaline that lingered from our discoveries. As I reached for the doorknob,

words were cut off as

of his mouth against mine that sent a shiver down my spine. Then it deepened, his hand sliding to the back of my neck as he tilted my head to meet him fully. My heart raced, my

he finally pulled away, his eyes met mine, a faint smirk playing at his lips. "Goodnight," he murmured, his voice low and

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stepped forward, his grin teasing yet full of intent. "Don't think you're done just yet,” he said,

was different-hungrier, more demanding. His hands found my waist, his fingers pressing into my skin as he pulled me closer. I barely had time to process the sensation before I felt my fee leave the ground. His arms wrapped around me, lifting me

waist, my hands clutching at his shoulders for balance. The movement brought me closer to him, the heat of his body seeping through the thin

to gasp, pulling back

was behind me, his hands resting lightly on my hips. His lips brushed against the side of my neck,

intoxicating. Austin's grip on me was firm yet gentle, grounding me even as Alex's lips and hands explored with a confidence that left me dizzy. "How... how does this work?" I finally managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Alex's

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