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 for an answer. I

Elijah's scent-charcoal and pine, something uniquely his-and

follow, his shadows swirling around us

near

to be the pack

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Chapter 127

his shirt and handed it to her. I

amidst the

his hands clenched into fists

wasn't

his form unnerved me more than any

I called softly, stepping

He didn't react.

I hesitated.

This wasn't like him.

my mouth to speak again, laughter rang

mocking laugh that made the hairs

I whirled around.

of the destruction, its body flickering like it

who it was.

entity that had been manipulating the Umbrakins, that had orchestrated every attack against

its voice slithering through the air like

My muscles coiled, ready to lunge, to attack, to rip this thing

Shadow Weaver simply laughed

everything in my path," it continued, tilting its head in mock amusement.

bared my fangs. “Not if

figure chuckled, shaking

no, Silver Wolf. I won't 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 think they can be

I lunged.

called upon the

Weaver was

into thin air

deafening. I stood there, fists clenched, chest heaving. The rage inside me

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war. This

to

just happened.