The Omega Mated To The Four

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Ninety Six

The bald was eerily quiet. The smell of burnt wood, blood, and death clung to the air, suffocating in its intensity. I stood in

the middle of what remained of our pack, my fur covered in black blood. Some of it belonged to the Umbrakins, some of it-I wasn't

sure.

I turned, my gaze sweeping over the carnage. The fires Austin had put out had left behind nothing but blackened structures, smoke rising into the night sky like mourning spirits.

I shifted back, my body aching from the effort. I looked around, my heart heavy as

I took in the damage. We had won. But at what cost? Austin reached beside me and here me his shirt to wear.

Eira approached me, her expression grim.

"I've never seen so many of them attack at once," she said. Her usual fierce demeanor was subdued, her dark eyes filled with something Stormi had never seen before-fear. "It wasn't just a raid. This was an extermination attempt."

I swallowed hard, dread curling in my stomach.

"How many survivors?" I asked.

A swirl of shadows appeared beside me, and Isaiah stepped out, his face set in stone. He hesitated before answering, as if the words themselves pained him.

"Almost everyone is gone."

My breath caught in my throat.

Isaiah continued, his voice quieter, as though speaking the truth out loud made it worse. "The Alpha and Luna... they didn't make it."

I barely registered the sharp inhale of Alex behind me, or the way Austin clenched his fists at the news.

I was still processing.

The Alpha and Luna. Dead. Elijah's parents were dead.

They hadn't always been kind to me, but they had been the only stability I had known in my

childhood.

Gone.

sharply to Isaiah, my heart hammering.

answer right away. Panic gripped

he?"

respond, I didn't wait

and pine, something

Isaiah follow, his shadows swirling around us as he

time near what remained of the pack

used to

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the silent protector, took off his shirt and handed it to her. I

there, kneeling amidst the rubble,

back was hunched, his hands clenched into fists

wasn't moving.

his form unnerved

I called softly, stepping

He didn't react.

I hesitated.

This wasn't like him.

as I opened my mouth to speak again,

mocking laugh that made the hairs on the back

I whirled around.

stood at the edge of the destruction, its

barely tethered

immediately who it

manipulating the Umbrakins, that had orchestrated

the figure rasped, its voice slithering through the air like poison. "This is just the

muscles coiled, ready to lunge, to attack, to

the Shadow Weaver simply laughed

head in mock amusement. "And

fangs. “Not if I

chuckled, shaking its

kill you." Its smoky form twisted, eyes glowing like burning coals. "You, I will save for last. So you can see what happens to those who

I lunged.

called upon the

the Shadow Weaver was already

air before

behind was deafening.

¡-** fires that had destroyed the

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wasn't just war. This