The Omega Mated To The Four

The woman's voice was calm, almost indifferent, as she turned away from us. "We should get going." She started walking, her dark cloak swaying with each step, making clear she expected us to follow. But Elijah stood firm, his voice sharp with suspicion.

"Why in the world would we follow you?" The woman sighed, as if she had been expecting this reaction. “Because a pack of Umbrakins will be arriving soon. So will a group of the Children of the Eclipse. And trust me, you don't want to be here when they do." That got my attention.

I exchanged glances with my mates. We were exhausted from the last fight, and if she was telling the truth, staying here was a death sentence. But that didn't mean we could trust her.

The woman walked over to our car, lifted a hand, and muttered a spell under her breath. A shimmering glow surrounded the vehicle, and right before our eyes, it shrunk down to the size of a toy. She casually picked it up and dropped it into her bag as if it were nothing.

Austin blinked. "Well, that's one way to fix the whole problem." Isighed, rubbing my temples. This night was getting stranger by the second. "Fine. Lead the way." The walk through the dense forest was eerily quiet, the only sounds being our footsteps and the distant rustling of leaves. The thick canopy above blocked most of the moonlight, casting eerie shadows that flickered with every step we took. I kept my senses sharp, ready for an ambush at any moment.

The woman moved with a fluid grace, barely making a sound. She didn't bother explaining where we were going, which only heightened my unease. I wanted to demand answers, but I also knew we didn't have much of a choice. If what she said was true, staying behind meant certain death.

After what felt like an eternity, we arrived at a small wooden cabin tucked deep in the woods. The structure was old but well-maintained, its logs sturdy despite the passage of time. Smoke curled lazily from the stone chimney, a clear sign that someone- presumably her-had been expecting company. Ivy climbed up the walls, partially covering the windows, and the scent of damp earth mixed with the aroma of burning cedar.

"Welcto my home," the woman said, pushing open the door. "You can rest here." Inside, the cabin was surprisingly cozy. A stone fireplace crackled with warmth, casting a soft golden glow over the rustic wooden walls. Shelves lined the room, filled with old, leather-bound books, jars of strange herbs, and trinkets I couldn't identify. A thick woven rug covered the wooden floor, its patterns intricate and worn. The furniture was simple but well-crafted-wooden chairs with plush cushions, a sturdy dining table, and a large wooden chest against the far wall. Elijah crossed his arms. "Why are you helping us?" The woman walked over to the fireplace and sat in a chair, finally removing her hood. Now that I got a good look at her, I noticed The sharpness of her cheekbones, the depth of her dark eyes, and the streaks of silver that ran through her jet-black hair. But what stood out the most were her hands-her fingers were blackened, as if dipped in ink. It was the unmistakable mark of the Children of the Eclipse.

I stiffened. "You're one of them." She didn't deny it. "I was." 1/3 Chapter 154 Silence stretched between us. The fire crackled, filling the room with its warmth, but I still felt cold.

She sighed, gazing into the flames. "It's my destiny to help you, Stormi. That's why I've been living out here in the middle of nowhere, waiting." My hands curled into fists. "Waiting for what?" The woman's lips curled into a knowing smile. "For you to cto me." Her words sent a chill down my spine. I didn't like being the subject of smysterious prophecy or fate. I'd had enough of that to last a lifetime.

After a moment, she stood and walked toward the kitchen area, where the scent of something warm and savory filled the air. The wooden table was already set with earthenware bowls and a steaming pot in the center. A rich, meaty aroma drifted from it, mixed with the scent of garlic, herbs, and something slightly sweet.

I eyed the food warily.

Austin leaned in. "Smells good." Isaiah snorted. "So does poison." None of us moved to eat.

"Alex, you're up," Austin said, smirking.

Alex groaned. "Why do I always have to be the test subject?" Isaiah clapped him on the shoulder. "Because we'll take care of you if anything goes wrong." Muttering curses under his breath, Alex reluctantly took a bite. We all stared at him, waiting for something to happen.

"It's... fine?" Alex said after a moment, chewing slowly. "Actually, it's really good." Just then, Selene walked back in. Without hesitation, she took my plate, scooped sof the stew into a spoon, and took a bite. "Satisfied?" she asked, her expression amused. T I frowned. "Why go through all this trouble?" Selene met my gaze, something unreadable in her dark eyes. "Because you're the only one who can end this." I swallowed hard. I'd heard variations of that line before.

After we ate, Selene stood and motioned for us to follow her down short hallway. She led us to a modest bedroom, lit only by a single oil lamp. A well-made wooden bed stood against one wall, its thick blankets neatly arranged. On the floor, another mattress had been placed, just as carefully prepared. A small window overlooked the forest, the glass slightly fogged from the warmth inside. "This is where you'll sleep," Selene said simply and turned leavings alone.

I stepped inside first, scanning the room. Everything was clean and orderly, but that didn't ease the tension in my chest.

Elijas walked to the window, peering outside. His posture was rigid his muscles coiled with unease. "We need to stay alert. I don't trust her." neither," we all said in unison.

Chapter 154

That night, we took turns keeping watch. None of us we us were comfortable trusting a former member of the Children of the Eclipse, even if she claimed to be on our side.

I lay awake on the bed, staring at the wooden ceiling, my mind spinning. I kept replaying the moment in the clearing when one of the Eclipse members had called Selene a traitor-and a sister. What did that mean? I turned my head slightly, watching Austin from where he sat near the fire in the other room.

I clenched my jaw. There was more to this woman than she was letting on.

And I was determined to find out what.

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