The Omega Mated To The Four

"Elijanz" 1 wnospered, my voice trembling with confusion and dread What did she mean?"

Elijah didin't answer, but his shield nickered and vanished like dissipating mist. The protective barrier that hold once been unbreakable now lay shattered, exposing us to danger. I barely registered his movement as he stepped closer, his expression turbulent storm of guilt and trsignation. Before I could process what was happening, he snatched the bag from my shoulder, ripping it from my grasp.

"Elijah!" I shouted, reaching for him, but he had already pulled the map from the bag. My heart pounded, disbelief renting me to the spot as I watched him tumi and begin walking toward Mother.

The world seemed to slow down, each second stretching into an eternity, I couldn't believe my eyes, couldn't fathom what I was seeing. My mind screamed at me to move, to do something-anythi-lit my body wouldn't respond. I was frozen, trapped between shock and betrayal. The echoes of my own hourtbent pounded in my ears, drowning out every other sound.

"Elijah, what the hell are you doing?" Austin yelled, his ice sword ckling as his fury surged. Shards of ice scattered around him like sharp, deadly snowflakes. Isaiah looked equally stunned, shadow flickering erratically around him as if responding to his Turbulent emotions.

skin, but I

"Elijah, stop!" Alex bollowed, flames igniting with a ferocity I hadn't seen before. The heat from his fire licked at my barely felt it. All I could see was Elijah's back as he continued his march toward Mother, the map clutched tightly in his hand.

But Elijah didn't stop. He kept walking, every step heavy with purpose and regret. My heart shattered with each footfall, pieces of my soul crumbling to dust. When he finally reached Mother, he didn't hesitate. He turned and handed her the map.

The impact of that realization hit me like a physical blow, and my legs gave out beneath me. I dropped to my knees, my breath catching in my throat as cold dread seeped into my bones. I couldn't feel anything except the hollow ache spreading through my

chest.

"No..." I whispered, but the word barely escaped my lips. It was as if the air itself had turned solid, trapping my suffocating me.

voice and

his strong arms holding me upright. "Stormi!" he called, but his voice sounded distant and muffled, as if I were underwater. I clung to him, trying to make sense of what had just happened, but my mind was fractured, unable

Elijah's back as he stood before Mother, unmoving. The Elijah I knew would never betray us- never betray me. But that man was gone, replaced by someone I couldn't

hated it. Hated her. Hated Elijah.

gaze dismissive and

tone casual as

the weather.

them!" he shouted, his voice raw with desperation. The guilt in his eyes was unmistakable, but it did nothing to

ground, wrapping around Elijah's body and pinning him in place.

let them live," Mother sneered, "if you gave me the map. I didn't say

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Chapter 167

the chains his eyes wide with hotter. "Nal elt he begged, his voice tracking

again, and her followers stepped otward, dark magic pulsing from their hands. The air filled with an oppressive, suffocating

breathe. My mind was a tangled mess of pan and betrayal. Elijah had done this. He had given her the map. He

the air, and a portal opened with a crackling burst of energy. Thamigls it stepped Elra, Savannah, and a group of witches from the Umbra Society. They moved quickly, forming a protective circle around us, chanting incantations that made the very air vibrate. Mother hissed, clearly caught off guant. "Witches,"

gaze fixed on me, her eyes blazing with determination. "Stomil she called, but I barely registered it. I was too numb, too overwhelmed to respond. My body felt heavy, weighed down by grind

nodded grimly and tightened his hold on me, his touch warm and grounding amid the chaos. I felt him squeeze iny hand, grounding me in reality as he urged me to stand. My legs felt weak, like they would