The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 113

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I woke tip to the soft glow of morning light filtering through my curtains, the warmth of the previous night lingering on my skin, My body ached–not from battle, but from the intensity of what had transpired between me and the twins. A deep, primal satisfaction settled within me, an unbreakable bond now tying us together.

But there was no time to dwell on that. Training awaited.

After getting dressed, I met up with my mates in the training grounds where Eira stood, arms crossed, waiting for us. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something in her eyes that made my stomach twist with unease.

“You’ve all come a long way,” she began, pacing before us. “But what you’ve faced so far? It’s barely the beginning.”

Her gaze swept over us, lingering on me. “Today, we take things further. You’re going to learn how to combine your powers.”

I frowned. “You mean, like fighting together?”

Eira shook her head. “No, Stormi. I mean fusing your abilities into a single force–one powerful enough to turn the tide of battle.” She motioned to the training ground, where a large, silver rune glowed in the center. “This is the Lunar Convergence Sigil. help you channel what I call ‘Lunar Synergy.“”

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Elijah, standing beside me, let out a low grunt. “Sounds complicated.

Eira smirked. “It is. That’s why you’re starting now.”

She extended her hand, and suddenly, the sigil beneath our feet pulsed with light. A surge of energy rushed through me, tingling against my skin, as though the very air vibrated with magic.

Austin whistled, looking down. “Alright, I’ll admit–that’s impressive.

Eira ignored him. “Stormi, you are the key. As the Lunar Catalyst, your power will link with theirs. You’ll need to amplify their abilities, but there’s a cost.”

A chill ran through me. “A cost?”

Eira’s expression turned serious. “If you push too hard, you could drain yourself completely. It’s a dangerous technique. One that can save lives–but also one that can kill you if you’re reckless.”

A heavy silence fell over the group.

I exhaled slowly. “So… how do we do this?”

Eira gestured for us to step into the sigil. “Close your eyes. Focus on each other.”

I obeyed, feeling the warmth of my mates surrounding me. I reached out, not just physically, but with my magic, seeking the familiar bonds that tied us together.

At first, there was nothing–just silence, just darkness.

Then, like a heartbeat, I felt it.

Elijah’s raw strength is unwavering and solid. Isaiah’s shadows, shifting and cool. Alex’s fire, burning with intensity. Austin’s ice is calm and steady. Each of them pulsed against my own power, like stars in a vast, endless sky.

I inhaled deeply and pulled.

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A wave of energy surged through me as their powers merged. Heat and cold, darkness and light, all folding into one another. The ground beneath us trembled, the air crackling with raw magic.

Then-

A blinding burst of silver erupted from the sigil, engulfing us in radiant energy. It shot outward in waves, pushing against the trees, sending loose leaves spiraling through the air. The power hummed through me, through them, a perfect, harmonious balance of our strengths.

Lunar Synergy.

I gasped, nearly stumbling as the energy began to drain me. My legs wobbled, my vision blurred at the edges.

“Stormi-”

Strong arms caught me before I could fall. I blinked, finding Elijah’s concerned gaze inches from mine.

“You pushed too hard,” Eira scolded. “You need to learn control.”

I gritted my teeth. “We almost had it.”

She sighed. “Yes, but if you collapse in battle, then what? You’re the anchor, Stormi. If you fall, the entire connection breaks.”

Elijah helped me to my feet, his grip firm but gentle. “She’s right. We need to pace ourselves.”

I hated admitting defeat, but I knew they were right.

“Again,” I said.

Eira arched a brow. “Are you sure? You’re already drained.”

I nodded. “Again.”

We spent hours practicing, testing the limits of our combined energy. Each time we attempted Lunar Synergy, I grew more familiar with the flow of power between us–how to draw just enough without overextending, how to let their strengths enhance my own without losing myself in the process.

By the fourth attempt, I had learned to maintain balance. The energy surged but didn’t overwhelm me. The silver glow held steady, wrapping around us like a living shield.

Eira studied us, arms crossed. Then, she nodded. “Better. But now, let’s see if you can use it offensively.”

She flicked her wrist, and suddenly, dark shapes materialized around us–shadowy figures, their forms shifting and twisting. The had no faces, but I could feel their hostility radiating like a cold wind

Illusions.

I clenched my fists. “You could’ve warned us.”

Eira smirked. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Elijah was the first to act. He launched forward, his Lunar Shield flaring to life around us. The creatures hissed as they struck against it, their attacks deflecting harmlessly.