The Omega Mated To The Four

The sun had begun its slow ascent into the sky by the time we reached the camp. Golden light filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the ground. The air was crisp, yet the weight of exhaustion clung to my bones.

I barely noticed the world around me.

My eyes were locked on Elijah.

The twins, were crouched beside him, their faces pale and tight with worry as they did their best to tend to his injuries. But no amount of careful cleaning could hide the extent of his wounds.

His shirt had been ripped open, exposing a torso covered in bruises and deep gashes. His right eye was swollen shut, an ugly shade of purple and black. Dried blood crusted along the side of his face. Even unconscious, his expression was pained, his body twitching slightly as if still trapped in the nightmare of his torment.

My heart clenched so tightly it hurt.

I didn't know what to do.

What to feel.

Elijah had betrayed us-hadn't he? I took a step forward, my fingers twitching by my sides. I wanted to go to him, to touch him, to reassure myself that he was still breathing. But I hesitated.

Did I have the right?

Did I still trust him?

Does it even matter?

Seeing him like this-beaten, broken, barely clinging to life-pushed everything else aside. Betrayal, anger, confusion... all of it melted under the weight of a single, undeniable truth.

I still cared.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I dropped to my knees beside him. The ground was cold beneath me, but I barely noticed, My fingers shook as I reached out, hesitating for a split second before brushing the edge of his bruised cheek. I traced the holes in his neck where the silver needles must have been.

I pressed my fingers against his throat. His pulse was weak.

Too weak

Damn it.

He was too far gone to walk.

"Elijah..." My voice was barely a whisper.

He didn't stir.

My chest tightened painfully.

my fingers trembling us I

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moving otherwise they will

running out

turned to the twins. "We need

glance before nodding. With careful hands, they lifted Elijah's limp form, supporting

my fists and took a deep

every ounce of power within me,

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swirled around us, engulfing our bodies in its protective embrace. The

Somewhere safe. Somewhere familiar.

warped around us. Shadows twisted, time folded, and a heartbeat later, we reappeared inside a dimly lit

The school library.

what was left

wood lingered in the air, mixing with the musty odor of old books. Part of the building had been reduced to rubble, the result of a fire that had torn through the school months ago. The renovations were still ongoing, but no one would be

being, we

groaned, his body sagging further against the

was already moving before I could speak. "I'll get supplies," he said, disappearing down the hallway toward the old

I barely acknowledged him.

focus remained on

onto a worn-out couch tucked

was shallow, his face twisted

couldn't hold

knelt beside him, my fingers reaching out to trace the

they do to you?" I

No answer.

slipped down

head lolle to the side, and for the first time since we brought him here, his

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first, hazy with pain and exhaustion. But as he

Guilt

Pain.

Regret.

brushed my fingers gently

He flinched.

weak it