The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 140

The silence that followed was heavy. My thoughts went back to the dream I had of that little boy and girl the key he showed his sister was not made of stone was made of crystal, shimmering in the moonlight, radiating a power that made my skin tingle even in my dream.

Elijah crossed his arms. “You think the Keystone is in pieces?”

“No but I feel all this has to do with its location,” I said.

Austin nodded. “It would explain why we’re getting riddles leading from place to place. Maybe we’re not searching for one thing… Maybe we’re looking for all the pieces.”

Isaiah’s gaze darkened. “That means someone must have broken whatever it is we are looking for.

Alex groaned. “Great. So now we’re on a scavenger hunt.”

Elijah turned to Austin. “Check the map. Where’s the next location?”

Austin pulled out the enchanted book and flipped to the back, where the map was tied to the legend. His fingers traced the parchment, his brows furrowing.

His eyes widened.

“Uh… guys?” he muttered.

“What?” I asked.

He slowly turned the book toward us.

The map had shifted, glowing faintly. The next marked location was halfway across the world.

Europe.

A long, stunned silence filled the car.

“…How the hell are we supposed to get to Europe?” Alex finally asked.

For a second, none of us had an answer.

Then, suddenly, a memory surfaced in my mind.

Eira’s words.

“This car will take you anywhere in the world.”

I looked at the rusted, beat–up Toyota Camry in front of us and sighed.

“This thing?” Austin scoffed, gesturing to the car. “This old rust bucket is supposed to take us to Europe?”

Isaiah smirked. “Only one way to find out.”

Elijah sighed. “Well… we don’t exactly have other options.”

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Chapter 134

I nodded. “Let’s try it.”

We all climbed into the car, the worn seats creaking under our weight

Austin sat in the passenger seat, pulling out his phone. “Alright. Let see… uh… France is the closest marked point. I’ll put in the

coordinates.”

He typed them into the car’s outdated GPS, then sat back with a smug grin. “Alright, old girl. Take us to France.”

Nothing happened.

The silence stretched.

Austin let out a laugh. “See? I knew-”

Then the world shifted.

The car lurched forward.

The tires screeched against the dirt, and suddenly-

We were moving.

No–flying.

The entire world outside the windows blurred, flashing past us like streaks of light.

I screamed.

Isaiah, on the other hand, was laughing.

“This is amazing!” he shouted over the roaring wind.

Alex had both hands braced against the dashboard. “This is NOT safe!”

Elijah gritted his teeth. “Hold on–Stormi, buckle your seatbelt!”

I was already scrambling to do exactly that. The car moved at an impossible speed, weaving between actual traffic on the highways -cars honking in confusion as we zipped past.