The Omega Mated To The Four

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Ninety Two

The air was thick with the scent of roasted meat, exotic spices, and the unmistakable fragrance of aged wine. The grand hall of the castle had been transformed into a magnificent feast hall, filled with flickering candlelight, shimmering decorations, and long tables overflowing with food and drink. The witches had truly gone all out to celebrate our victory in the trials.

Yet, despite the lavish setup, my eyes remained fixed on one thing the thirty-two High Witches who sat at the head of the table, their faces concealed behind their scarlet veils.

Among them was Mother.

I hadn't seen her face once since arriving here.

I hadn't even questioned it before. Why did they wear veils? Was it tradition? A rule? Or something deeper?

The thought nagged at me, but tonight wasn't the time for such questions. Tonight was meant to be a celebration, a moment to breathe before we embarked on our dangerous quest to find the Moon Keystone.

Elijah nudged me as a servant placed a goblet of wine in front of me "Stormi, stop glaring at them. It's a party, not an interrogation."

I turned my gaze away from the High Witches and exhaled. "I know. It's just... I don't understand why they hide their faces."

Austin smirked, biting into a piece of roasted pheasant. "Maybe they're all hideous under there."

Alex rolled his eyes. "Or maybe it's some ancient tradition that they can't break, like a vow of secrecy or something."

Isaiah, who had been silent for most of the meal, finally spoke. "Or maybe they hide because power comes at a cost."

I looked at him curiously, but he didn't elaborate.

Before I could press him for an answer, one of the High Witches, seated at the very center, lifted her goblet. The room fell silent.

"Tonight, we honor the warriors who have passed their final trial," she said, her voice smooth yet commanding. "You have proven yourselves worthy, not just in strength but in unity. The path ahead of you is uncertain, but know this-you do not walk it alone."

The witches around us murmured in agreement, and I felt a warmth spread through my chest. Despite the challenges, despite the losses, we had earned our place here.

www.

The High Witch raised her goblet higher. "To the Silver Wolf and her mates-may your journey be victorious!"

"To the Silver Wolf!" the room echoed, and everyone lifted their drinks in a toast.

I accepted it with grace, drinking the wine slowly. It was richer than anything I had ever tasted, but the weight of the moment made it hard to enjoy.

And just like that, the High Witches stood-and without another word, they filed out of the room neatly they all left, including Rowena,e Eira, and some other instructors.

only a moment before

the atmosphere changed completely. The tension in

witches had been holding back in the presence of their elders, but now, they were free

in the open space between the tables, swirling their robes, their laughter ringing through the hall. Trays of desserts, fruits, and

in from the

and grinned, "Finally, we can

grabbed a bottle from the table and waved it in front of me. "Stormi, I

time you had your first

eyebrow. "I

"You also didn't dance, but look at you now- a

could argue, Alex nudged me. "Come on, just one drink. We leave soon. Who knows when

off the bottle and

accepting the bottle.

small sip, I braced

And nearly choked.

“Oh, that face

glaring at them. "It

keep drinking. It grows on

took another sip, my face scrunching again. "I

after a few more sips, I

bitter, but there was something oddly satisfying

I had

threw an arm around my shoulder.

fight the warmth in my chest. For the first time in what felt

some point during the night, the celebration spilled

night sky like tiny stars. The music from inside carried out into the cool night air, and a

was perfectly fine watching from the sidelines-until Elijah

he said, his

I hesitated. "I don't-"

Chapter Ninety Two

fought a gladiator matelt, but you're scared of

"That's not

forward. "Go on, Silver Wolf.

got."

sighed, knowing I wasn't going to

pulled me toward the dancing witches.

But Elijah's movements were easy to

me.