The Omega Mated To The Four

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The night was quiet, the kind of silence that wrapped itself around you like a blanket. Only the distant hoot of an owl and the rustling of leaves in the soft breeze filled the air. The moon, a luminous silver orb, hung high in the sky, casting its glow over the castle grounds.

I stood at the edge of the balcony, my arms resting against the cold stone railing as I gazed at the night sky. The moon had always been a source of comfort for me, a silent witness to my thoughts, my battles, and my heartaches. But tonight, it felt different. It felt heavier as if the weight of everything I carried had begun pressing down on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Tomorrow, they would leave. The journey to find the Lunar Keystone would begin. A journey that would determine the fate of my kind.

A cold gust of wind blew past, sending a shiver down my spine, but I barely noticed. My thoughts were tangled, shifting between fear and determination, between duty and uncertainty.

Footsteps echoed behind me, soft but steady. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. His presence was familiar, and warm, even before he spoke.

"Elijah."

He came to stand beside me, resting his hands on the stone railing. His gaze wasn't on the sky but on me. "You've been quiet all

night."

I exhaled slowly, the cool air filling my lungs. "Just thinking."

Elijah tilted his head slightly, studying me. "About?"

I didn't answer right away. Instead, I let my fingers trail against the stone as if the texture could ground my thoughts. "Everything," I admitted finally. "The mission. The riddle. The fact that I have to lead all of us into something none of us fully understand."

Elijah was silent for a moment before he shifted closer, his arm brushing against mine. "It's a lot," he said softly.

I let out a short, humorless laugh. "That's an understatement."

side by side, neither needing to fill the silence with meaningless words. The wind rustled through the trees, the scent of damp earth and night jasmine lingering in

finally turned to look at him, my brows furrowing slightly. "Are you

as if searching for something in the darkness. "Yes," he admitted, his voice quiet

forming in my

you don't have to carry

even as the words left my lips, I knew they weren't entirely

don't," Elijah countered, his voice firm. "You're our leader, yes. But we're in this together." He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "You don't always

"If I let

break," Elijah said, stepping in front of me. "And we'll put

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for any trace of doubt. There was none. Only certainty. Only

fingers gently tracing along my jaw before tilting my chin upward. "Stormi,"

should have felt obvious. But they weren't. They were something I hadn't realized I needed

my ribs, not from fear but from something else entirely. Something

whispered, but I wasn't sure what I

move away. Instead, he closed the distance between them,

His warmth, his steady presence, surrounded me

do this together," he

the weight of those words settle deep in my

so much of my life fighting, surviving, and standing alone even when

But here, at

slightly, and before I could second-guess myself, Elijah's