The Omega Mated To The Four

The als was thick with tension as we crouched among the trees hear the castle. Every breath I took felt heavy, burdened with the weight of what we were about to do. Above us, the sky stretched wide and dark, the moon casting an eerie glow over the stone fortress ahead. The towering walls, worn by time but still imposing, loomed like silent sentinels, daring us to challenge their protection.

My heart pounded, a steady drumbeat against my ribs, echoing the storm of uncertainty in my mind.

We were really doing this.

Even now, even

even with the cold certainty of our plan solidifying around me, doing this.

nd me, I still couldn't believe it. I still didn't know why I was

1. us. His f

face was unreadable, his sharp gaze

Isaiah, our leader-our guide through the treacherous world of shades-glanced

back at us. sweeping over each of us before settling on me.

"Stay close," he murmured, his voice barely a breath against the night air

I exhaled sharply and nodded.

Around me, the others tensed, their postures coiled with readiness. We pressed t

together, our bodies forming a tight cluster as if that would somehow protect us from what was coming.

Without another word, Isalah took the first step, and we followed, slipping into the darkness.

As soon as we crossed the threshold, a strange, weightless sensation washed over me. The darkness around us thickened, wrapping itself around my body like a second skin. My skin prickled as my senses sharpened, the world around me shifting in ways that defied reason. Time and space stretched, warping, pulling at the edges of my awareness, but Isaiah moved forward with practiced ease.

1 gritted my teeth, fighting the disorientation, forcing myself to focus

My mind kept circling back to him. The reason we were risking everything

I still didn't know what I would say to him when we saw him.

He had betrayed us-at least, that's what I had believed. We all had. But then he hadn't. He had given them a fake map. He had played his role so well that even we had fallen for the deception. And now, because of his choice, because of his sacrifice, he was being tortured.

My entations tangled together-anger, confusion, guilt, and something else I refused to name.

"How are we going to get him out?" I whispered.

"The shadows will help us. We'll be able to move unseen, but

dungeon is heavily guarded."

into the enemy's stronghold to save

him, clenching my

the mood for his

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tied

colder, Slater. The

we

forefingered here

need into a

from torches mounted along the walls, their gen

dancing shades across the

then we

sharp, furious, echoing off

my fireath catching

the deepest part of the shadows.) against the rough, unyielding wall as we perred

that's when

Mother

me, a

stood tall in the center of the chamber, veiled as always, an enigma wrapped in power and cruelty. Her presence filled heavy and suffocating, her

vibrated with tension, as if they that one wrong word, one wrong

Mother was angry.

slicing through

the silence.

to find four worthless dogs?"

witch flinched under her glare, her hands trembling at her sides.

excuses," she snapped, her tone cold, cutting. "Sarah

like her should have been able to eliminate

swallowed hard, my

was talking about

always unsettled me, but

were doing, the weight of her words settled like a stone in my

myself?" she continued, her voice laced with

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silence fell over

Then, suddenly, she stopped.

ever so slightly,