The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 133

The battlefield 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 it."

made it worse. "The Alpha and Luna... they didn't make

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.

I turned sharply to Isaiah, my heart hammering. "Elijah?"

Isaiah ddn't answer right away. Panic gripped my chest.

is he?"

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I didn't wait

and pine,

Isaiah follow, his shadows swirling around us

near what remained

what used to

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Chapter 127

Isaiah, ever the silent protector, took off his shirt and handed it to her. I took it without a word, slipping it on as I

there, kneeling amidst the

hunched, his hands clenched into fists against

wasn't

his form unnerved me

I called

He didn't react.

I hesitated.

This wasn't like him.

to speak again, laughter rang

hairs on the back of

I whirled around.

the edge of the destruction, its body flickering like

knew immediately who it

the Umbrakins, that had

Silver Wolf," the figure rasped, its voice slithering through the air like poison. "This

muscles coiled, ready to lunge, to

the Shadow Weaver simply

continued, tilting its head in mock amusement. "And when my

“Not if I

chuckled,

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 think

I lunged.

upon

Shadow Weaver

vanished into thin air before

behind was deafening. I stood there, fists clenched, chest heaving. The rage inside me burned hotter than

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wasn't just war.

Elijah, expecting him to

just happened.