The Omega Mated To The Four

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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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trust me... 1,

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

his belt and banded it to

the blade felt natural my

I seed my palm.

the warm trickle of blood as it slid down my

me, alann flashing in his golden eyes, but I Il my other hand, stopping him. I knew what I was

palm over the shards

the first drop touched

thick with energy, pressing against my skin like a living

absorbed the blood instantly, glowing brighter,

beyond me, words formed in my mind. A riddle,

spoke them aloud:

the ancient

cavern's shadow where history

moonlit

hidden in ripples,

the night, statues stand

echoes in the pack's sacred

Within the

est, the hawls ros

howls reveal,

the ancient forest,

to follow, a

the mountaintop ruins

convergence, a

these riddles, a cosmic

Nexus, where the Keystone

word left

energy rippled through the room,

melting together in an intricate

the space, blinding yet

shift.

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the brilliance finally didimed, the broken pieces had

single, perfect key rested on

It wasn't ordinary..

crystal shimmered with the brilliance of

intricate design that

it was alive.

hand,

low whistle. "Okay. That was

pretty hadas."

blus. Pines etched

crossed his arms. "Yeah, yeah, but

key, turning it over in my hand, feeling the