The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 58

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Fifty Eight–1

The arena was inuzzing with energy the next day as Commander Lyri barked orders, her sharp voice echoing against the stone walls. I stood in the center of the ring, my heart racing as I eyed Isalah, my opponent for the day.

Isaiah looked hesitant, his jaw tight as he adjusted his stance. “Are you sure about this?” he asked quietly, his dark eyes flicking to Commander Lynne,

“I’m sure,” I replied, though my voice wavered slightly. I knew I was no match for Isaiah it was obvious from last night. I tightened my gloves, trying to ignore the knot of nerves in my stomach.

“Isaiah!” Commander Lynne’s voice snapped through the air. “Stop treating her like she’s made of glass. If you hold back, you’ll be running laps until sundown.”

Isaiah exhaled sharply, muttering something under his breath. “Fine he said, locking eyes with me. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” he said and smirked.

The sparring began, and Isaiah came at me with calculated strikes. I dodged and countered as best I could, but his sheer strength and speed made it difficult to keep up.

“Focus!” Commander Lynne barked. “Stormi, stop reacting and start anticipating.”

I gritted my teeth, trying to stay in the fight. I watched Isaiah’s movements carefully, noticing the slight shift in his shoulders before he threw a punch.“Use your wolf let it guide“, his words from last night echoed in my mind. On his next attack, I ducked and rolled to the side, grabbing his arm as I moved. Using his momentum against him, I twisted and swept his legs out from under him.

Isaiah hit the ground with a surprised grunt, my knee pressing into his chest as I pinned him. For a moment, there was silence. Then came the cheers from my other mates.

“Way to go Stormi“, Elijah yelled while Alex and Austin clapped and cheered.

“Impressive,” Commander Lynne said, a rare note of approval in her voice. “But don’t get cocky, Silver Wolf. Consistency is key.”

I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding, stepping back as Isaiah sat up, shaking his head with a rueful smile. “Well, that was unexpected,” he admitted.

I offered him a hand, helping him to his feet. “You didn’t see it coming?” I teased.

Isaiah chuckled. “Not bad, Stormi. Not bad at all.”

After dinner, i found myself retreating to the sanctuary of my private bath. My muscles ached from the day’s training, my body bruised but my spirit high. I filled the tub with steaming water, adding a few drops of lavender oil and lighting some scented

candles.

As I sank into the warm water, a sigh of relief escaped my lips. The tension in my shoulders melted away, and for the first time that day, I allowed myself to relax. The flickering candlelight cast a soft glow across the room, the only sound the gentle sloshing of water as I shifted slightly.

But then I felt it a presence.

My wolf stirred, growling softly in my mind. I stiffened, my senses sharpening as I scanned the room. “Wh my voice steady despite my rising nerves.

ere?” I demanded,

A familiar chuckle echoed from the shadows. “You’re getting better a sensing me.” So far Isaiah has been the only one who’s able to access his ability.

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Chapter Fifty Eight–1.

“Isaiah,” I said flatly, my cheeks flushing as he stepped into the light “What are you doing here?”

Isaiah leaned casually against the wall, his arms crossed and a playful smirk on his lips. “I was tasting out my powers and realised,You still owe me for that bet.”

I rolled my eyes, sinking deeper into the water and crossing my arms over my chest. “I never agreed to that stupid bet.”

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Fifty Eight–2

Isaiah stepped closer, his movements unhurried, like a predator toying with its prey. “A deal’s a deal, Stormi.”

My eyes narrowed. “I didn’t make a deal.”

He shrugged, his smirk widening. “Guess we’ll have to settle it now, then.”

Before she could protest, Isaiah began unbuttoning his shirt.

Stormi’s eyes widened, heat rising to her face. “What are you doing?

“Getting in,” he said simply, his tone infuriatingly calm.

She splashed water in his direction. “You’re insane!”

But he ignored me. One by one, his clothes hit the floor, and I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as he continued undressing. There was no stopping him. He was stubborn had no regard for my personal space.

His toned chest gleamed in the candlelight, every muscle defined. I quickly averted my gaze, I could feel my face burning.

“Don’t you dare—”

But he did.

Isaiah slid into the tub opposite her, the water sloshing over the sides as he settled in. Stormi glared at him, her arms still crossed tightly over her chest.

“You’re unbelievable,” she muttered.

“And you’re adorable when you’re flustered,” he shot back, leaning back against the edge of the tub with a satisfied grin.

I pressed myself against the back of the tub, trying to create as much distance as possible, but the bath wasn’t large enough for any real escape. My heart raced.

He was too close–way too close.

“Isaiah, get out!” I demanded one last time, but my voice wavered, betraying the panic I felt.

Instead of leaving, he pulled me toward him, his strong arms wrapping around me as if he had every right to and I slid in between his legs my back pressed firmly against his back, I felt his hardness poking into my back. I tried to resist, trying to get out of the bath but he pulled me back holdingme in place.