The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 84

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Eighty Four

The next morning, the air crackled with tension as we stood in a wide, open clearing at the heart of the training grounds. Unlike the previous trials, there were no trees to hide behind, no shadows to blend into. This time, we would be exposed. Vulnerable.

At the center of the clearing, a pedestal made of smooth, white stone stood tall. Upon it, a flame burned-not an ordinary fire, but a deep, ethereal blue that shimmered like liquid starlight. It didn't flicker, nor did it cast shadows.

This was no normal fire.

Eira paced before us, her sharp eyes sweeping over our group. "This is the Eternal Flame," she announced. "A manifestation of pure magic, and the heart of this trial."

I could feel the power radiating from it. My wolf stirred uneasily, sensing its significance.

Eira's gaze darkened. "Your task is simple-keep the flame alive."

Isaiah frowned. "From what?"

Eira's lips curled into a smirk. "From everything."

At her words, the air shifted.

A powerful pulse of magic erupted from the pedestal, sending a gust of wind blasting through the clearing. The moment it settled, creatures began

materializing from the earth-figures of glowing blue light, humanoid in shape but featureless, their movements eerily smooth. Magical constructs.

One, two, four... then ten.

They kept appearing, surrounding us in a tightening circle.

"Some will attack the flame," Eira continued. "Others will attack you. If the fire dies, you fail. If you fall before it's over, you fail."

She took a step back, arms crossed. "Let's see if you've learned anything."

The moment the words left her lips, the constructs attacked.

Elijah reacted first, moving in a blur of speed. His shield in hand while his energy blade flared to life, slicing through the air in a wide arc. The first construct shattered under the force, but before its pieces even hit the ground, another one formed.

"They regenerate! You must be fucking th me!" Austin cursed, throwing up a wall of ice just as two constructs lunged for the flame The frost slowed them, but cracks formed immediately.

"They're not stopping," Isaiah growled, his shadows curling around his arms. “If we don't work together, we're going to be overwhelmed,"

J knew he was right.

I took a deep breath, forcing my mind to focus, Think, Stormi.

If we wasted time taking down the constructs, we'd lose. If we only defended,

we'd be forced back until the flame was exposed. We had to do both-attack and defend-but in a way that didn't exhaust us.

1 clenched my fists. Then we do this my way

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Austin-barriers around the flame. Don't let anything

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threw up a wall of fire, his golden flames ising high to create a protective dome. At the same

the front line!" Elijah called, slashing through another construct. "I can't keep them

shadows surging forward to ensnare the next wave of attackers. They twisted around

That left me.

adapting to our tactics. They started moving smarter, dodging attacks, shifting their focus from us to the

teeth. No. I

Then I saw it-

gap in the barrier, reaching

Too fast. Too close.

moved without thinking, it has gotten so easy for me to shift that it happens in

flame. We hit the ground hard, but I didn't stop-l flipped to my feet, grabbing it by the throat

it disintegrated, I turned

roles!" I called telepathically. "Elijah, you're faster-hold the line! Isaiah, use your shadows to reinforce the barriers. We can't let them

They obeyed without question.

got too close. Isaiah's shadows

constructs kept

wave was

Then-

construct formed. Twice the size of the others. More solid more dangerous it towered above

It went for me.

react before it slammed into me, sending me flying across

clearing.

ribs as I crashed into the

moment, the world

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up, gasping. My vision blurred, but I

arm forming into

going to

moving to intercept- but he was too

jaw as I growled, ignoring the pain. No. I

power, for the bond with my

And the world sharpened.

The construct stabbed downward-

I dodged. Barely.

its arm and yanking

chest, channeling a burst of raw energy into its

second, nothing

Then-

BOOM.

into pure energy, the

didn't fall.