The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 75

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I woke up breathless, tangled in my sheets, my cheeks burning with both embarrassment and confusion. The whole night I was haunted by a dream that felt too real, too raw. In it, the twins-Austin and Alex-they touched and kissed me igniting a fire 1 couldn't control.

As we gathered for another lesson with Eira the remnants of my dream lingered. Her sharp gaze swept over us, and I could tell the had something serious planned.

"Today, we'll be focusing on practical battle strategies," Eira began. But before she could continue, her phone rang, she frowned, as she pulled it out, glancing at the glowing screen. "Excuse me," she muttered, answering the call.

She listened intently as the voice on the other end grew urgent.

Eira began pacing the room, her expression more serious than I'd ever seen it.

The rest of us exchanged puzzled looks. Who would be calling Eira, and more importantly, I never even thought she had a phone.

I couldn't help myself. "Wait a second. I thought witches used crystal balls to communicate, not phones."

Eira shot me a withering glare as she ended the call. "Crystal balls are highly overrated. They're bulky, require way too much energy, and don't even have a speaker option. Phones are far more practical

Isaiah snickered under his breath, and Alex gave me a nudge. “Guess not everything about witches is stuck in the past," he whispered.

Eira ignored us, her attention shifting back to the conversation she had just finished. Her expression was grim. "A town in Armania is under attack. It's the Children of the Eclipse."

Eira rolled her eyes, clearly not in the mood for jokes. "I'll need to leave immediately."

"Take us with you," I said, standing up.

"No," Eira snapped, her tone brooking no argument. "This is not a training exercise. It's a real battle, with real danger. You're not

ready."

“But that's the point,” I argued. “We need to face real danger if we're ever going to be ready. You've said it yourself-we can't afford to be unprepared."

Eira hesitated, clearly torn. After a long moment, she sighed. "Fine. But you must follow my lead. No heroics, no reckless decisions. Do you understand?"

We nodded, and Eira retrieved her wand, chanting under her breath. Her eyes glowed as a swirling portal opened before us, its energy pulling at the edges of reality. "Hold on," she warned.

The sensation of being sucked through the portal was like being caught in a whirlpool. My stomach churned, and the moment we landed, both Isaiah and I dropped to our knees, heaving.

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as buildings burned. Shadows danced ominously, moving with

second skins, intricate patterns etched into the fabric resembling protective runes. Their dark, pleated skirts shifted with an almost otherworldly grace, and their rugged,

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molten silver adorned their heads, framing them as warriors and

accompanied by a striking woman who radiated alpha energy. Her piercing eyes met Eira's, and she stepped forward. Eira,"

nodded, her tone clipped. "Understood. We'll join

plunging the village into eerie darkness. A bone-chilling laugh echoed through the air, followed by a low hum that seemed

Eira said

adorned with animal skulls and necklaces made of bones. The light of the moon glinted off their skeletal masks, giving them an unholy appearance. One of them stepped forward, her face painted like a human

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she said, her voice like nails on

was unmistakable. "The Shadow Weaver," I whispered, loud enough

"You've been hiding well, Stormi. I looked and looked, but I couldn't find your shadow. And now, here you

you," I said, stepping forward, my voice steady despite the fear coiling in

growing and twisting into the shape of a monstrous wolf with glowing red eyes. Its maw opened wide, releasing a

out

spread across the street, casting away the oppressive

reforming behind me with terrifying - speed.

Lunar Shield, deflecting a barrage of dark magic aimed at him. Beside him, Alex unleashed streams of lunar fire, the blue flames cutting through the

his Shadow Step to strike at the Children of the Eclipse from unexpected angles. One moment, he was behind them; the next, he was slicing

as they tried

no ordinary foes. Their dark magic was wild and unpredictable, their attacks relentless. One of them, a woman with glowing yellow eyes, raised

air. The alpha wolf, a massive creature with silver streaks in

a spear of pure

as he fought to reach me, but