The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 76

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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Seventy Six

The world around me blurred, shifting between reality and something else–something distant yet strangely familiar. I wasn’t lying in a bed, wounded and exhausted. I was running. My legs burned, my breath came in sharp gasps, but I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t

stop.

A strong hand held mine, pulling me forward. I glanced to the side and saw a boy, a twelve–year–old boy the one from my previous dream.his determined eyes focused ahead, his dark hair tousled by the wind. His grip was firm, and protective, as if letting go would mean losing everything.

Behind us, shadows slithered through the trees, chasing us relentlessly. The girl beside me–no, I was the girl–felt her heart hammering against her ribs, terror clawing at her chest.

“Keep running,” the boy urged his voice tight with urgency. “We’re almost there!”

I didn’t know where there was, but I trusted him. My feet pounded against the forest floor, the scent of pine and damp earth filling my lungs. A branch whipped against my arm, but I barely felt it.

Then, through the trees, headlights appeared. A road. A highway.

The boy pulled me forward, and we stumbled onto the asphalt just as an old–fashioned car passed by, its tires hissing against the pavement. I wanted to call for help, but my voice wouldn’t come. Instead, we kept moving, pushing forward.

My legs trembled with exhaustion. “I can’t,” I panted. “I can’t go any farther.”

The boy stopped, looking at me with concern before kneeling. “Get on,” he said.

I hesitated, but my body ached too much to argue. Climbing onto his back, I let him carry me. His steps were steady, and determined, as he carried me toward the lights of a distant city.

“We’re almost safe,” he murmured, as much for himself as for me. “There’s a pack south of the city. They’ll help you.”

When we reached the city outskirts, he set me down at the pack’s border. My hands gripped his jacket, panic rising in my throat. “You’re leaving?”

“I have to,” he said, taking out a key. It was made of crystal, shimmering in the moonlight, radiating a power that made my skin tingle. “They’re after this. I have to hide it. But I’ll come back for you. I swear.”

I wanted to tell him to stay, to beg him not to go–but before I could speak, everything faded into darkness.

I gasped awake, my body jerking as if I had just been pulled out of ice–cold water. My heart was racing, my breathing erratic. The images of the dream still clung to me, vivid and haunting.

A soft snore caught my attention, and I turned my head, my sore hip protesting the movement. Austin was slumped in a chair beside my bed, his arms crossed, his chest rising and falling evenly.

Before I could even think, his eyes fluttered open as if sensing I was awake. He blinked a few times before focusing on me, and then -without hesitation–he shot forward and wrapped his arms around me.

“Thank the moon,” he murmured against my hair. “I was worried.”

His warmth seeped into me, grounding me in the present. I was in the infirmary. I was alive. My hip throbbed where the spear had struck me, but I was here. Safe..

Austin pulled back slightly, his sharp eyes scanning my face. “How do you feel?”

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Chapter Seventy Six

“Sore,” I admitted. “But I’ll live.”

Before he could respond, the door swung open, and my other mates stormed in. Elijah reached me first, his usual composed expression fractured with worry. He cupped my face gently, his thumb brushing over my cheek.

“You scared the hell out of us,” he muttered.

Isaiah was next, his gaze sweeping over me like he was ensuring I was still in one piece. Alex crossed his arms, but even he couldn’t hide the relief in his eyes.

Then Eira entered, followed by Rowena and Mother.

Mother, as always, was shrouded in her veil, an enigmatic presence that sent a shiver down my spine. Rowena’s eyes softened when they met mine. “You’re awake. Good.”

I managed a weak smile. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

Rowena and Mother stayed only for a few minutes before leaving, but the moment they were gone, Eira stepped closer, arms crossed, her expression thunderous.

“What the hell were you thinking, Stormi?”

The warmth in the room evaporated.

I stiffened slightly, meeting her piercing gaze. “I was thinking that we were in a battle. I had to fight.”

“You had to listen!” she snapped. “You could have died! Do you understand that? You’re not just another fighter in this war, You are the most important person in it. Our survival depends on you.”

I clenched my jaw. “I’m not some delicate flower. I can hold my own.

“And yet you ended up unconscious in Elijah’s arms,” she shot back. You don’t get to be reckless. Not anymore.”

Elijah sighed. “Eira, give her a break. She just woke up.”

“She needs to hear this,” Eira insisted. “Because next time, she might not wake up at all.”

Stormi.

Isaiah frowned. “Eira-”

“No,” she cut him off. “You all need to understand this. You can’t afford to treat her like she’s invincible. She isn’t. She’s powerful, yes, but she’s still learning, and the Children of the Eclipse are far stronger than we anticipated.”

I swallowed hard. As much as I wanted to argue, I couldn’t deny the truth in her words. They had overpowered me easily. The Children of the Eclipse had been faster, stronger, and more coordinated than I had expected. And I had nearly paid for it with

life.

my

Still, the weight of her words pressed against my chest, suffocating. I don’t want to sit back and do nothing while everyone fights for me, I’m a silver wolf” I muttered.

Eira’s expression softened–just slightly. “And no one is asking you to. But you have to be smart about this, Stormi. You have to train harder and fight smarter. Because if you die, this war is over before it even begins. And a darkness share befall us all”

Silence filled the room, heavy and suffocating

I looked down at my hands, my mind replaying the battle. The spear of shadows pierced my skin. The agony that followed. The way my mates had fought desperately to save me.