The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 82

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Eighty Two

The morning was crisp, the air cool against my skin as we stood in the training field, waiting for Eira's instructions. The damp earth beneath us clung to the fading mist, and the rune-carved stones surrounding the clearing pulsed faintly with magic. These weren't ordinary markers-they radiated an unseen energy that made my wolf stir uneasily.

Eira stood before us, her sharp gaze sweeping over the group, her expression unreadable. But I knew that look all too well. Today's training would be brutal.

"Today's lesson," she announced, her voice steady and commanding, is about adaptation."

At her words, the ground trembled slightly. The runes glowed brighter, and from the earth, figures began to emerge.

At first glance, they appeared to be training dummies-wooden constructs wrapped in cloth, their humanoid forms stiff and unnatural. But the moment they moved, I realized how wrong I was.

Their joints bent in ways that shouldn't be possible, their fluid movements eerily human-like. And worst of all... I could feel the magic woven into them.

They weren't just enchanted.

They were learning.

"Your task is simple," Eira continued, folding her arms. "Defeat them. But be warned-they will adapt to your fighting styles. Brute force alone will not win this battle."

A spark of anticipation ran through me.

We had faced countless trials over the past few days-illusionary fears, energy barrages, and power synchronization. But this... this was different.

This was a test of strategy.

Elijah cracked his knuckles, his golden eyes gleaming with challenge. "Alright, let's make this quick."

The moment he moved, the battle began.

Elijah launched forward with the lethal grace of a warrior, his dark eyes gleaming as he summoned his magic. A blade of condensed energy flickered to life in his hand, shimmering blue and crackling with power. He swung with deadly precision, aiming for the nearest dummy's chest.

The dummy moved-too fast, twisting at an unnatural angle.

Elijah's attack missed.

Frowning, Isaiah stepped forward, his shadows coiling around his arms like living tendrils. With a flick of his wrist, the darkness lashed out, seeking to bind the dummies where they stood.

But they were already adapting.

The dummies twisted away from the shadows, their movements synchronized, dodging Isaiah's attack with eerie precision.

Alex scowled. "Alright, let's see if they can dodge this."

flames erupted from his hands, a wave of fire roaring toward

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licking hungrily at

I thought

Then-

dummies shifted, their wooden surfaces frosting

My stomach dropped.

developed

breath.

my eyes, studying their movements. They weren't just

were learning-adapting faster than I

way we always did, we

a new plan. A change

"Stop!" I commanded.

a sharp look.

fast. If we keep

but said nothing. I could feel her watching

my mates, my

trapping, but the dummies are predicting single attacks. If

eyes gleamed.

continued, "your fire can't overpower them directly

as a distraction, it can

smirked. "Got

ground beneath them," I added. "If they can't move freely, they won't be able

nodded, his ice-blue eyes

him last. "You're our strongest fighter. Once

you'll deliver the final blow. But wait for my

exhaled slowly, nodding "I trust

warmth spread through my

Then let's end this."

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Austin struck first.

battlefield, coating the ground Beneath the dummies in a slick, treacherous frost. The moment their feet hit the ice, they faltered, their movements slowing as they

That was our opening.

flicked his wrist, his shadows slithering forward-woven within Alex's flames. To an outsider,

it was a

reacted, raising their defenses toward the

see

darkness struck, binding

"Now, Elijah!" I called.

the eye could track. His energy