The Omega Mated To The Four

The next morning, I found myself sitting in a large tent with the Alpha, a few elders, and the five witches who had survived the massacre at the Umbral Society's castle. The place was buzzing with tension, everyone crowded around the map spread out on the wooden table. Despite the chaos of the previous day, I couldn't stop my mind from replaying the witches" words-Eira and Savannak are dead.

Every tI thought about it, a follow ache filled my chest, but I couldn't afford to fall apart again. They died to give us a chance to escape. I couldn't let that sacrifice be in vain.

Isaiah was leaning over the map, tracing lines with his finger while discussing routes with one of the elders. Austin and Alex were standing on either side of me, looking less tense than usual-at least until the Alpha slid his chair a bit closer to me.

I stiffened when I felt his presence, and the slight smirk on his lips didn't escape my notice. He was young, maybe in his early twenties, with sandy blond hair and piercing green eyes that sparkled with amusement. He was definitely handsome, and he knew it.

"So," the Ryan drawled, his voice low and almost teasing, "I never thought I'd meet the legendary Silver Wolf in person. The stories don't do you justice." I raised an eyebrow, unsure whether to be flattered or annoyed. Before I could respond, Austin shifted closer, his law tight as he glared at the young Alpha.

Isaiab, noticing the sudden shift in energy, glanced up from the map. "Alpha Ryan" he said with forced politeness, "maybe should focus on the task at hand?" Ryan chuckled, unfazed, "Just making conversation. Didn't subtle wink. "You seem even more impressive up close." mean to refle any fea feathers." He turned his gaze back to me, givingAlex snorted, crossing his arms and glaring daggers at the guy, "Back off, he growled, his tone ore feral than usual. "She's not interested." I tried to hide a smile, but Isaiah wasn't as subtle. He stepped forward, planting himself squarely betweenand Ryan. "Focus," he repeated, his voice a bit colder this tI rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. "Seriously, guys? This is not the tfor a pissing contest." One of the witches cleared her throat, drawing our attention back to the map. She had long auburn hair and pale blue eyes, and sho seemed less annoyed than amused by the testosterone-fueled display "If you're all done marking territory," she said dryly, "we've made a discovery." Isaiah shota glance, as if silently apologizing, and stepped back beside me. I kept my expression neutral, not wanting to feed his jealousy.

The witch gestured to the map. "This map is a layout of the Uncharted Realm- before the castle was built," she explained, pointing to sever markings. "See these lines? They indicate paths that have since been covered or lost on this newer map with the castle." Another of the other witches, a tall woman with short blond hair and sharp green eyes, stepped closer and pointed to a spot on the map. This map... it's ancient. It looks like it predates the construction of the castle," she said thoughtfully.

"Are you saying the Keystone is in the uncharted realm?" Alex asked, his tone cautious.

The witch nodded. "It makes sense. The realm is a place untouched by any divine influence. The Shadow Weaver's power can't reach it-neither can the gods. It's the perfect place to hide something so powerful." The realization settled over us like a cold shroud. The uncharted realm-of course. It was the one place beyond the influence of both light and darkness 1/3 Chapter 175 One of the elders, in older man with a long, graying beard, nodded thoughtfully she is right, It would be the ideal place to hide. something so powerful. The Shadow Weaver wouldn't be able to touch it, nor could any divine presence influence It." Isaiah's brows knitted together. "But how do we get to it without being ambushed again? Mother and the Children of the Eclipse are bound to guard the tree with portal we used last theavily." Before anyone could answer, the tent flap flew open, and two women entered one young and strong, guiding an old, frail woman who looked as if the wind itself might knock her over. The elders grabbled at the intrusion, and one of them-a surly man named Tobias-stood abruptly.

"I thought I said we didn't want to be disturbed," Tublas barked. "We're helping the Silver Wolf with her quest." "Let them stay," I interrupted, raising a hand. The elder looked atwith hesitation, but I gave him a reassuring nod.

The younger woman glared at him. "And who do you think you're tubing to Elder Mirna has every right to be here." The old woman, hunched over and leaning on a carved cane, snorted. "You'll not be sendingaway, you young fool," she snapped. "Not when I've waited a lifetto see the Silver Wolf with my own yes."

Her companions helped her sit on a makeshift stool, her milky eyes fixed on me. Her gnarled hand reached out, and without thinking, Imel in front of her, taking her hand gently. Her skin was like paper-thin and fragile. She cupped my face, tracing my cheekbones with her calloused fingers as it committing my features to memory. Looking at her hazy eyes I realized she is blind. Wolf as "I heard stories of you from my parents," she whispered, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "They spoke of the Silver V legend, a guardian, the hope for our people. To think I'd have a chance to see you in my life time...." I swallowed the lump in my throat and took her hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm here now," I whispered back. "And I'm going to put an end to this nightmare. I promise." She gavea small, tired smile. "I can die in prace now," she murmured. Her gaze turned serious, and she gripped my hand tighter. "The journey won't be easy especially that to Denali." Isaiah glanced at me, eyes narrowing. "Denali?" he repeated.

Austin flipped through the tattered book of tales he'd been carrying that miraculously survived our countless battles. His eyes widened as he found the page he was looking for. “Denali is where the Shadow Weaver was banished," he announced. "It's the heart of the darkness, surrounded by eternal night."

*Only the Silver Wolf can withstand the darkness at Denali's peak. It's the only way to lock the Shadow Weaver away for good." She said. "You need to be brave. Your journey will be perilous. But you're destined for it. You must unite the keystone with your power to seal the darkness for good." She then usedfor support to get in her feet again "And now I will drag my old bones and go and get sleast and leave you to it before this old gezzar Tobias glares holes in me." After she left 1 thr to the rest "We'll finish what they started," I said, my voice stronger than felt. "We'll find the Keystone and stop the Shadow Weaver. Many innocent have lost their lives but their deaths won't be in vain." Everyone nodded, resolve hardening on their faces. One way or another, we would end this. And I would make sure that every sacrifice meant something.