The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 93

Chapter Ninety Three

The library was eerily silent, the scent of old parchment and candle wax thick in the air. Rows upon rows of towering bookshelves loomed around me, the dim glow of enchanted lanterns casting flickering shadows across the ancient stone walls.

I sat at one of the long wooden tables, a single piece of parchment spread before me. The riddle.

I had written it down, but no matter how many times I read the words, I couldn't grasp its full meaning.

Whispers from the ancient Willow's boughs,

In a cavern's shadow where history allows.

By the moonlit lake, reflections guide,

Symbols hidden in ripples, where secrets abide,

Guardians of the night, statues stand tall,

Midnight echoes in the pack's sacred hall.

Within the ancient forest, the howls reveal, A path to follow, a destiny to unseal.

At the mountaintop ruins where stars align,

Celestial convergence, a gateway to find.

Decipher these riddles, a cosmic quest,

To the Moonlit Nexus, where the Keystone rests.

I tapped my fingers against the wooden table, frustration creeping up my spine. The words made sense on their own, but strung together like this, they were maddening.

Was it a set of instructions? A prophecy? Or just another layer of deception meant to throw us off?

I let out a slow, exhausted sigh. "What does it mean?" I muttered under my breath, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Still trying to figure it out?"

I jumped at the sudden voice, my head snapping up to see Isaiah and Austin standing in the doorway.

Isaiah's expression was unreadable, his sharp silver eyes flickering to the parchment in front of me. Austin, on the other hand, looked smug as he strode toward the table.

"You've been at this all morning, haven't you?" Austin pulled out a chair and sat next to me, glancing at the riddle with mild curiosity.

I didn't bother denying it. "It doesn't make sense," I admitted, rubbing my temple,

"I feel like I'm looking at a puzzle with half the pieces missing.

Isaiah walked over and ant

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the Keystone by now."

That didn't make me feel any better. "I thought maybe breaking it down line by line would help, but..."

Isaiah finished for me, leaning back

his chin on his hand. "Maybe is not supposed to be literal. Could be

"Then we're even more

at the parchment, as if sheer willpower could force the riddle to reveal its secrets. But the ink remained unchanged,

always the one to break uncomfortable silences, tapped his fingers against the wooden table. "Alright. Let's go through it again. First line-Whispers from the ancient Willow's boughs. That could

a dry look. "Thanks, that's

grinned. "Just trying

furrowing. "It could mean an actual

place named after

I was thinking, but there are a

"Okay, next part-'In a cavern's shadow where history

exasperated. "There are thousands of

Children of the Eclipse, the Umbrakin, the first wolves-there has to

on that thought. It made sense, but it

table. "And then there's 'By the moonlit lake, reflections guide."" He

visible under the full moon?" I guessed, my mind already trying to picture a hidden clue lurking beneath the water's

the case, we won't know until

clenched my jaw, staring down at the parchment. My

wasn't getting

I muttered. "There has to be a pattern we aren't

back in his chair, arms crossed behind his head. "Or maybe it's just a wild

"We don't have the

his hands. "Hey, I'm just saying-what if the riddle is meant

if the real answer isn't in the words, but

frowned, considering his

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Austin

shrugged. "f

supposed to find

between the lines."

Isaiah's

expression remained unreadable. "Or

maybe

it's a

way

we're worthy

of the

Keystone."

That

thought

sent a

chill

down my spine.

If this

was a test,

then

failing

1

rubbed my hands

face and exhaled.