The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 210

The moment we stepped into the library, the familiar scent of old pachment and burnt wood filled my senses. Alex, using his lunar names as a light source, cast long, flickering shailows against the towering bookshelves, making the space feel smaller than it was. It was a sharp contrast to the wild, mystical places we had just left Ind-the sweltering volcanic fields, the cursed swamps filled with whispering shadows, the endless mare that had tested both our minds and our sanity,

But we weren't here to rest.

We had come for answers.

I strode straight to the massive oak table at the center of the room, the weight of the cloth bundle in my hands heavier than it should have been. Every step sent a new wave of exhaustion through me, but 1 ignored it. There was no time to dwell on how drained 1 felt, no time to process the bruises and cuts we had gather along the

way.

I carefully unwrapped the bundle, my fingers brushing against the cd, smooth shards nestled within. A faint glow pulsed from them, a silvery-blue light that shimmered under the candlelight,

A broken key.

That was what we had fought

hard for?

After everything-the volcanic beasts, the cursed swamp that had nearly swallowed us whole, the illusions that had made us doubt reality itself—I had expected something more. Something powerful. Something that would reassemble itself the moment we laid it out, as if recognizing its purpose.

But... nothing happened.

I frowned, staring at the scattered shards, willing them to react, to piece

themselves together, to show us why we had been led here.

"I don't get it,

it, I muttered.

Austin leaned over the table, tilting his head as he inspected the fragments with a raised brow. "Maybe we need some glue?"

Alex shot him an unimpressed look. "Yes, because super glue is the secret to unlocking ancient magic."

Austin shrugged. "Hey, just throwing ideas out there."

I ignored their bickering, my fingers grazing the largest shard, feeling the way it pulsed beneath my touch. There was something missing. Something crucial. The key wasn't just broken-it was incomplete.

The sealization settled deep in my chest, bringing a sharp ache with t..

We had some so far, lost so much, only to find another obstacle standing in our way.

No.

No, I refused to believe that.

Instinct took over.

I turned to Elijah, my gaze locking onto his. "Give me your dagger."

His brows furrowed. "Stormi, what are you

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1, rald,

a moment, he hesliated, Then, with a heavy sigh,

and banded it

blade felt natural my grip. I didn't pause.

I seed my palm.

warm trickle of blood as

in his golden eyes, but I

over the

moment the first drop touched the crystal-like

grew thick with energy, pressing against my skin like a

the blood instantly,

words formed in my

spoke them aloud:

from the

shadow where history

moonlit

hidden in ripples,

of the night, statues stand

the pack's sacred

Within the

est, the hawls ros

howls reveal,

the ancient forest,

path to follow, a destiny

mountaintop ruins where

a gateway to

these riddles, a cosmic

Nexus, where

word left

of energy rippled through the

liquid, the fragments began to melting together

filled the space, blinding yet

shift.

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the brilliance finally didimed,

single, perfect key rested

It wasn't ordinary..

brilliance of the moon,

design

it was alive.

swallowed hand,

whistle. "Okay. That was pretty

pretty hadas."

blus.

yeah, but how? What

lifted the key, turning it over in my hand, feeling the hum of