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.

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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.

behind lingered for only

atmosphere changed completely. The tension in the air evaporated, replaced by

the witches had been holding back in the presence of

swirling their robes, their laughter ringing through the hall. Trays

drinks floated in from

"Finally, we can

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

time you had

raised an eyebrow. "I don't

also didn't dance, but

"Come on, just one drink. We leave soon. Who knows

off the bottle and handed it

sighed, accepting the

I braced

And nearly choked.

“Oh, that face

at them. "It tastes

grinned. "Yeah, but keep drinking.

my face scrunching

after a few more sips, I started to

but there was

knew it, I

shoulder. "Now you're officially one

but couldn't fight the warmth in my chest. For the first time in

the night, the celebration spilled out into

lanterns, their lights floating through the night sky like tiny stars. The music from inside carried out into the cool night

fine watching from

with me," he

I hesitated. "I don't-"

Chapter Ninety Two

a gladiator matelt, but you're

narrowed my eyes. "That's not the

on, Silver Wolf. Show him what

got."

sighed, knowing I wasn't going to win this

the dancing witches. At first, I felt

But Elijah's movements were

me.