The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 233

The air hummed, charged with energy so powerful it made the hairs on my arms stand on end. It was like the universe itself was holding its breath.

Then-

The Goddess spoke.

Her voice wasn't heard-it was felt. It wasn't a whisper or a roar, but something that resonated within our very souls, as if the sky, the stars, and the earth itself had come alive.

"Your grief is strong. Your love for her even stronger."

I gasped, my knees nearly buckling as the weight of her words settled into me..

I turned slowly, and there she was.

The Moon Goddess.

She stood among us, radiant and powerful, her four arms resting at her sides, her lavender hair floating as though caught in an unseen current. Her crescent moon tattoo gleamed on her forehead, and her spear pulsed with celestial energy.

We dropped to our knees.

Not because we were told to. Not because of fear. But because we couldn't do anything else.

"She was never meant to walk this path alone," the Goddess continued, her voice washing over us like a tidal wave. "Her fate is entwined with yours, her soul bound to those who love her."

My breath caught in my throat.

Was she saying-?

"I offer you a choice," the Goddess said.

every warrior, every survivor

Goddess declared. "But it will

feet, eyes blazing with determination. "Whatever it

right behind him. "She gave everything for us. This

nodded, his

her eyes shining with something

and turned to Gabriel. He gave me a

in this

drawing a

from it, stretching toward each of

as they touched our

Pain.

soul-wrenching pain that tore

like a thread being pulled from the

It was my soul.

unraveling, stretching,

just pain. It was sacrifice. It was surrender. It was giving a

light intensified, growing so bright that the

Then-

A breath.

Soft, but undeniable.

had time to react before a body collapsed

My heart stopped.

Stormi.

my arms instinctively tightening around her. She was warm She was

Alive.

single warrior, witch,