The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 135

The fire crackled softly, sending sparks into the cool night air as we sat in a tight circle-Isaiah, Alex, Austin, and me. The tension that had weighed on us since the attack still lingered, but for now, we had a new puzzle to solve.

Austin leaned forward, his sharp eyes scanning the parchment I had been obsessing over for days. His lips moved silently as he read the words once more.

"Whispers from ancient Willows..." he muttered under his breath, tapping the paper against his palm.

Alex huffed, stretching his long legs out toward the fire. "Does that mean we have to find a talking willow? A tree that actually whispers?"

I sighed, rubbing my temples. "It's possible. We can't ignore anything at this point."

Before anyone could say more, a quiet voice cut through the night.

"You might not be far off."

We turned sharply to see Eira standing just outside the firelight, arms crossed over her chest. None of us had noticed her approach, which was impressive considering how attuned we were to our surroundings.

Austin let out a breath. "Damn it, Eira. A little warning next time?"

She ignored him and stepped closer, her gaze locking onto the parchment. "When

I was younger, my mother told me a story about a place called the Grove of Whispering Willows."

That caught my attention. "Go on."

Eira knelt beside us, her expression unreadable. "According to legend there were once women who couldn't keep secrets. They thrived on gossip, spreading truths that weren't theirs to tell and were shared to them in confidence. Their punishment was... unusual. They were cursed, their spirits bound to the ancient willow trees, forced to whisper the secrets they had once betrayed."

A shiver ran down my spine. "So the trees actually whisper?"

Eira nodded. "That's what the story says. If you stand among them, you can hear the echoes of secrets long forgotten."

Isaiah scoffed. "That sounds like a fairy tale. What if

it

was just a story to scare kids into keeping their mouths shut?"

"Maybe. But if the riddle is pointing us there, then we

school library, when Stormi was researching her bloodline, I found a

to recall the moment. Then it hit me-that day in

reading alone when the twins, Isaiah, and Elijah had come looking for me. Back then, I had resented them for

his eyes. "So you're saying we should look through some old book

arms. "Do you have

Silence.

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down, but the library and the other

surprise me. It was said that after the school was built a witch had enchanted it to protect the

"I'll go get

in. “Let him rest.” The other nodded in

speaking since

the Umbral society had sent and with that, we

to our old school was silent. Each of us was lost in our thoughts, and when we finally pulled into the

the cruelty. I had spent years walking these halls with my head down, drowning in the weight of my

looked at my reflection in the car window, I barely recognized the girl I used to

I was the Silver Wolf. Isaiah nudged

"Let's get

were lined with lockers I had

in silence until

Do you remember

his head. "Uh... not

smacked the back of

and just like that, the twins started

eyes before grabbing both

the library. If I could retrace my steps that day, maybe I

into the rows of towering bookshelves, my fingers skimming the worn spines. I could still remember where I had been

is it!

the details. Where would

over my shoulder at the bookshelf