The Omega Mated To The Four

The Alpha Bond 235

The battlefield was eerily silent. The dust had settled, and the bodies of the fallen lay still beneath the moon's glow. The war was

finally over.

I took a deep breath, but it was heavy-filled with the weight of loss So many had died. Brave werewolves, powerful witches, warriors who had given everything to secure our future.

I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. Was this the price of peace?

A soft breeze carried the scent of blood and burnt earth. Around me my people moved-some searching for survivors, others tending to the wounded. The air was filled with hushed voices, murmured prayers, and the quiet cries of those who had lost loved

ones.

Rowena approached, her expression grim. Her usually sharp, calculating eyes were dimmed with sorrow. She stood beside me, silent for a long moment, before finally speaking.

"The war is over, but not everyone will accept it," she said softly.

I turned to her, my brows knitting together. "What do you mean?"

She sighed, crossing her arms. "Not all of the Children of the Eclipse surrendered when the Shadow Weaver fell. There are still rogue witches among them-ones who refuse to accept the new peace. They're scattered, but dangerous."

Of course, it wouldn't be that easy. Even with the war won, there would always be those who clung to the past, to their hatred.

I straightened my shoulders, my voice firm. "Then they will be sentenced before the elders. If they refuse to change-if they still seek destruction-then they will answer for their crimes."

Rowena nodded, but I could see the weariness in her posture. We were all tired. Exhausted. But we weren't done yet.

I scanned the battlefield, my heart heavy as I looked at my people-my pack, my family.

Many were standing, some injured, some barely holding themselves together. But they were alive.

And we would rebuild.

I turned back to Rowena. "The witches fought beside us. They bled for this victory just as much as the wolves did. It's time for a new alliance, one that isn't built on old grudges and mistrust."

Rowena's lips twitched in a faint smile. "You sound like a queen."

like someone

her gaze that wasn't usually there. "Then let's make it official. The witches and the wolves will stand together. Not as enemies, not as allies out of necessity, but

looked at it for a brief moment, then clasped it

sure this never happens again,"

Rowena nodded. "Together."

slow and grueling, I didn't have the strength to open the

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the fallen. Some carried their wounded, others held onto their dead. Every step forward was a painful

the sorrow,

Hope.

the Shadow Weaver was gone. The way that had plagued us for generations had finally come to an

reached the outskirts of the packlands, I

before

been destroyed buildings collapsed, and the scent of smoke still lingered

our home were the first to see

ran toward us, their eyes wide with admiration. The elders stood at the gates,

And then-cheers erupted.

did it! They

"The war is over!"

"Stormi is back!"

lump rise in my throat as I took in the sight of

here we were.

collapsed into the arms of their families, others simply

turned to

stood tall, his expression unreadable, but the tension in his shoulders had finally eased. Austin was the first to

"We're home," he murmured.

deep breath, letting the tension finally leave my

"Yeah. We are."

so many meetings had taken place before-where strategies had

would be

leaders, the witches, and the strongest warriors