The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 44

The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Forty Four

A week had passed, but the grief still clung to mi like a heavy shroud I thought of Mariah constantly–her laughter, her warmth, her strength. Every memory felt like a dagger twisting in my heart, and though I tried to stay strong, tears would come at the most unexpected moments.

My mates had moved into the cabin, refusing to leave my side. Though their presence was overwhelming at times, it also gave me a sense of comfort I hadn’t realized I needed. They took care of everything–cooking, cleaning, and even reminding me to eat.

That afternoon, the twins, Alex and Austin, had prepared lunch. I ha discovered during our time together that both of them were surprisingly good cooks, their banter and competitive energy making every meal an event.

“Soup again?” I teased, eyeing the steaming bowls they set on the table.

“Not just soup,” Austin declared, holding up a spoon like it was a sword. This is culinary artistry.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “It’s chicken noodle soup, Stormi. Don’t let him fool you.”

I chuckled softly, the sound startling even myself. It felt good, even just for a moment, to feel like things might be okay again.

The sound of approaching footsteps broke the calm as Eira appeared at the door. She was as poised and commanding as ever, her piercing gaze scanning the room before settling on me.

“May I come in?” Eira asked, her voice gentle yet firm.

I nodded, standing to greet her. “Of course.”

I stepped inside, her presence immediately filling the space. “Stormi, we need to talk.”

My stomach twisted. “What is it?”

Eira hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Another pack was attacked by the umbrakins.”

The air in the room grew heavy, the levity from lunch disappearing in an instant.

“They attacked again?” Elijah asked, his voice low and tense.

“Yes,” Eira confirmed. “And this time, it wasn’t during the full moon. It seems their attacks are becoming more predictable.”

frequent and less

My heart sank. The memory of the shadowy creatures tearing through our pack resurfaced, and I clenched my fists. “What can we

do?”

Eira’s gaze softened as she looked at me. “It’s time for you to find the Moon Keystone.”

I stared at her. “I… I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t know how to find it.” Could it be the riddle?

“I have having dreams for as long as I can remember, a riddle. Could it have something to do with all of this?“,

Eira’s lips curved into a small smile. “Yes, we can begin there“.

I furrowed my brow, trying to recall the words. After a moment, I began to recite:

“Whispers from the ancient Willow’s boughs,

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Chapter Forty Four

In a cavern’s shadow where history allows.

By the moonlit lake, reflections guide,

Symbols hidden in ripples, where secrets abide.

Guardians of the night, statues stand tall,

Midnight echoes in the pack’s sacred hall.

Within the ancient forest, the howls reveal,

A path to follow, a destiny to unseal.

At the mountaintop ruins where stars align,

Celestial convergence, a gateway to find.

Decipher these riddles, a cosmic quest,