The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 106

Chapter Hundred and Six-1

The night was eerily silent as we approached the base of the mountain range. A thick mist had settled over the terrain, shrouding the rocky slopes in a ghostly haze. I tightened her jacket around myself, the cool air biting at my skin.

"We shouldn't be here," Alex muttered, his arms crossed. "I have a really bad feeling about this."

Austin rolled his eyes. "You always have a bad feeling about things."

"And I'm usually right," Alex shot back.

I sighed. "Then do us a favor and keep your paranoia to yourself. Just light up the place."

Alex smirked, holding up his hand. A small flame flickered to life on his fingertips, casting long shadows along the rocky walls of the cave entrance.

"Fine," he grumbled. "But don't blame me when something jumps out and kills us."

Isaiah used his shadow abilities to cloak us, ensuring that no unwanted eyes saw their entry into the cavern. The moment they stepped inside, the air thickened with an unnatural stillness.

The entrance tunnel sloped downward, leading us into the heart of the cave. Light filtered through cracks in the ceiling, creating eerie beams that illuminated jagged stalactites above us.

But what was most unsettling were the echoes.

Our footsteps bounced off the walls, repeating themselves a second too late, mimicking our voices in a way that sounded almost... distorted.

I shivered. It felt like something was watching us.

As we ventured deeper, the man-made pathways of the tourist tour faded behind us. We were in uncharted territory now.

Then, I stopped.

On the walls, faded paintings decorated the stone. Ancient stories, forgotten by time. I reached out, tracing the outlines with my fingertips.

"What is this?" Elijah asked, stepping closer.

My heart pounded. "It's a story... the story of the first omega."

The paintings depicted a lone wolf bathed in silver light, kneeling before a radiant figure-the goddess. She blessed the wolf, and from that moment on, a new bloodline was born.

"The birth of the Silvermoon lineage," Isaiah murmured, his voice hushed in

reverence.

I swallowed hard. This was proof-evidence that my kind had been chosen by the goddess. And yet, for centuries, omegas had been treated as weak, and disposable. But from the line of omega was born a powerful lineage one that even the strongest wolves would have no choice but to rely on.

I clenched my fists. We pressed forward, the tunnel leading us into a vast cavern.

Then, Alex froze. His entire body stiffened, his breath catching in his throat.

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Elijah groaned. "For the love of-Alex, get moving."

But Alex wasn't listening. He was staring at something. I followed h gaze and my blood ran cold.

At the center of the cavern stood a figure.

man? A ghost? Something else? His body

solid and translucent.

onto us.

whispered, his voice slithering

has been...

swallowed. "Who-who are

tilted his head. "I am a guardian. A watcher of this place.

been long since I have seen

his face. "The last one I met was quite.

Who was he talking

hardened. "You wish to pass?

chill ran

sighed. "Let me guess. A

"Ah, you catch on

groaned. "I am so tired of

tired of children who lack patience."

ancient spirit's gaze flickered between them, his translucent form

moment, no one

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the spirit smiled. And he spoke the

down Stormi's

beat, A face but no eyes to see, I speak without

We exchanged uncertain glances.

groaned. "Of course. Another

ask us to

tapped his chin. "Okay, let's think. A heart that doesn't beat? A

hair. "It speaks without a mouth, so maybe

watched us with amusement, waiting. And

through possibilities. Something with

hand brushed

Then it hit me.

"A smartphone."

tilted

others turned to me,

home screen, a 'face' without eyes. It has a processor, a 'heart' that keeps it running but doesn't beat. It speaks through

Silence.

now or die here", it said the cave became extremely

be anything ", I said taking my

things up! What is this thing you speak of,

and spoke, his voice being heard from mine. The spirit moved eloser looking

all my years, I have heard many answers-an old clock, a portrait, even a radio. But never this."

was the last

spirit's smile faltered. "...Excuse

Maybe your

shrugged. "Maybe the answer has

long moment, the spirit simply

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