The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 171

The world seemed to stand still no one spoke or even seemed to breathe maybe, only the end of the

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“Stormi,” Mother called, stretching mit her hands towed me. Their was a gentleness in her tone, but something about it felt forced My instincts screamed at me to move closer to follow that familiar presence.

I took a hesitant step forward bit froze in my tracks, my stomach horning with unease that it felt hoflose. A had feeling stripped me, settling like ice in my veins and I felt the halis on my skin rise if I were in my wolf form Sky’s ears would have fallen flat. I tightened my hold on the bag containing the map, glancing at my mates. They looked just as confused as I felt, their bodies tense and ready to act. Something was definitely wrong horn.

Austin’s jaw was clenched tight, his eyes narrowed suspiciously, while Isaiah’s hands hovered at his sides, shadows flickering at his fingertips. Elijah’s posture was rigid, his musclex coted like a spring leady to snap and I saw the outline of his shield begin forming in his right hand, and Alex’s fire was already licking at his knuckles, his ayes glued to Mother with distrust. None of us dared to lower our guard.

“How did you find us?” I asked calmly, forcing a smile that barely stretched across my face. My heart hammered in my chest, hút 1 refused to let them see my anxiousness. Mother remained still for a moment, her dark veil concealing her expression. Then she let out a slow, almost comforting sigh.

“The Society has been following you from the shadows,” she explained. “To make sure you were

alright.

Austin scoffed under his breath, rolling his shoulders back as if daring her to make a move. “Yeah? Why does this feel like an

ambush?”

Elijah’s fingers twitched at his side, ready to summon his shield at a moment’s notice. I could tell they didn’t buy it either.

I couldn’t see her face but I felt Mother’s gaze remain fixed on me, her tone shifting to one of subtle urgency. “I believe you have the map that will lead us to the Lunar Keystone.”

A chill shot down my spine, colder than any ice Austin could conjure 1 clenched the bag even tighter, feeling the parchment crinkle through the fabric. “How do you know it’s a map?” 1 asked carefully, not allowing any hint of doubt to seep into my voice.

Mother Took slow, deliberate steps toward us, her scarlet–robed witches remaining perfectly still in their formation. The scarlet of their robes seemed deeper–more vibrant than usual, as if soaked in fresh blood. “Everything will be alright,” she promised, her voice almost soothing. “Just hand over the map, and we’ll guide you from here.”

Guide us? Why did that sound more like a command than reassurance? As my eyes flicked around the campsite, I noticed something that made my pulse spike–every other tent was gone. The entire campground was empty, save for ours. I bit down on the inside of my cheek, tasting copper. What was happening. The Umbral Society Has always been on our side their witches have long helped to protect us during the full moon from Umbrakins for a century now.

Where us everyone else? My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard Something wasn’t right. I glanced at Elijah, who gave me a slight nod, his eyes sharp and alert. Sensing my unease, my mates immediately moved to surround me, forming a protective barrier. I channeled my moon’s essence toward them acting as the lunar catalyst we had to form a Lunar Synergy, a barrier to protect us, we were outnumbered so all we could do was defend and not attack during this ambush.

Elijah’s shield shimmered to life, a translucent dome that pulsed with his power, Isaiah summoned his shadow daggers, swirling around us like dark, menacing specters, Austin conjured his sword office, jagged and glinting in the morning light, while flames danced across Alex’s hands, their glow fierce and unwavering.

Mother paused, her posture shifting subtly as if calculating her next move. “You act so suspiciously,” she chided, her voice taking on

scolding tone. “After all the help we’ve given you, is this how you repay our guidance, Children?”

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Chapter 165

I hit back a retest, every nerve in my body tingling with apprehenali“. I forced myself to meet her gaze, determined not to show weakness. “We’re grateful for sour help.” I replied cautiously. “But something feels. uff. Why are you here nose, and why does it

The map?” matter so much that we lun

gibst of something därk -something almost sinister. Her hands, Mother’s head tilted slightly, and beneath her veil, I swore I saw previously stretched toward me in a gestuur of peace, curled inwardt tus raised one hand and flicked her fingers in a graceful, fluid

motion