The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 57 Chapter Fifty Seven-1 After taking a shower, I sat at the edge of my bed, gingerly touching my sore ribs when a knock cat my door, I frowned. "Who is it?* "It's me," Austin's voice said. "Letin." I hesitated but eventually opened the door. Austin stepped inside, holding a small jar of balm. "Thought you might need this." I blinked at him. "You didn't have to." "Sit." I obeyed as Austin knelt in front of me, opening the jar and scooping sof the cool salve onto his fingers. His touch was gentle as he spread the balm over my bruises, his brows furrowed in concentration.

I watched him quietly, my heart softening as I noticed the care in his every movement. Alex and Austin were mirror twins-so identical that even their closest friends, Isaiah and Elijah, sometimes confused them. But I never did. I could always tell them apart, no matter how similar they appeared.

Austin's hand began to lift my shirt, and I immediately slapped it away. "Relax," he said with a playful smile. "It's not like I want to see your boobs." He rolled his eyes before adding with a smirk, "Okay, I'm lying. I do want to see them. But that's not why I'm here. I noticed she hit you in the ribs." His voice softened, and I hesitated for a moment before letting him proceed.

Gently, he applied a cool salve just below my breasts. The soothing touch eased the ache in my ribs, but the coolness against my skin made my nipples harden involuntarily. His fingers brushed along the crease of my breast, lingering slightly longer than necessary. He knew the effect he had on me-I could see it in his eyes, the way they darkened with something deeper.

Austin moved closer, and my breath caught as his lips brushed against my skin. Before I could stop him, his mouth wrapped around my breast, and a soft gasp escaped me. "Austin," I murmured, gently pushing him away. His mouth left my breast with an audible pop, his gaze meeting mine unapologetically.

"I couldn't help it," he admitted, his voice thick with desire. Before could respond, he cupped my face and kisseddeeply, his lips crashing into mine with an urgency that sent my heart racing. I surrendered to the kiss, pulling him closer as the world around us faded.

As the kiss deepened, Austin guidedbackward until I was lying down, his body hovering above mine. But when he leaned on my aching ribs, a sharp pain madecry out. "Ouch!" I exclaimed, wincing. He quickly sat up, concern flashing across his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his hands gently brushing my hair back from my face. "I'm fine," I murmured. "Thank you,.. for the salve." Austin's lips curved into a teasing smile. "It's nothing. My mom gave it toafter you kneedin the gonads for kissing you, remember?” he joked, pullingonto his lap.

The memory madechuckle, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "We were working on an assignment, and you and Alex cornered me," I said, shaking my head.

His expression grew serious. "Don't let what Lynne said get to you. You're the strongest among us, Stormi," he said softly before capturing my lips in another kiss. This time, it was slow and deliberate, every movement filled with emot When we finally pulled apart, Austin rested his forehead against mine, his breath uneven. "You're something else, Stormi," he whispered, his voice laced with both admiration and longing, I smiled faintly, my fingers still resting against his jaw. "You're not so bad yourself." 1/2 Chapter Fifty Seven-1 Austin chuckled wetly, pressing a kiss to my forehead betere geding but we stayed like that for after tuckinginto bed.

"Get ssleep, okay?" I watched him stand and head for the door, my chest feeling a little lighter than before.

*Goodnight, Austin.* "Goodnight, Stormi.* But I couldn't sleep after he left i lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling Frustration boiled in my veins, it was like Lynne was out to beatto the ground. But I wasn't going to let her many people were counting onand there was a lot at stake. The words of the day played in my mind-I wasn't going to let Commander Lynne's scorn and Anna's biting remarks discourage me.

Chapter Comments 61 POST COMMENT NOW 2/2 The Omega: Mated To The Four Chapter Fifty Seven-2 My mates believed in me. Mariah had believed in me.

It's tto believe in yourself, my wolf whispered.

I sat up, my decision made. I wouldn't let anyone holdback-not Commander Lynne, not Anna, and not even my own doubts.

Slipping out of bed, I dressed quickly and headed for the training area, determination burning in my veins. If I had to face Anna again, I would be ready.

The arena was silent when I stepped through its massive double doors. The torches that lined the walls burned low, casting long shadows across the worn ground. A chill hung in the air, makingshiver as I descended the stone steps.

My footsteps echoed in the vast space, amplifying the solitude. The empty training ring loomed before her, a constant reminder of the humiliation I'd suffered earlier that day. I clenched my fists, my bruised knuckles still sore.

Thinking about Commander Lynne's words stung like salt in an open wound. I exhaled sharply, shaking off the memory.

I can do this, I thought fiercely. I have to.

My wolf stirred, growling softly in my mind. We will not be weak again.

I stood there in just a fitted tank top and shorts. The cold air bit at my skin, but I welcomed it-it keptfocused. Without hesitation, I stepped into the ring and fell into the basic stance I saw my mates take before their fights.

I started slow, running through the motions of a fight. Punch, step, block. Duck, counter, kick. Trying my best to imitate Elijah, Isaiah, Alex, Austin, and Anna. My body was stiff at first, every muscle aching from the day's punishment.

But I didn't stop.

Left jab. Right cross.

My breathing becheavy my body still aching from the beating I got early, my movements sharper with each strike I threw. I imagined Anna in front of me, tauntingwith that smug grin. I imagined the shield keeping my mates out, forcingto fight alone. The thought spurredon, my wolf snarling with approval.

I'll show them, I thought. I'll show all of them that I can do this.

The sudden creak of the double doors joltedfrom my focus. I froze mid- punch, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I turned toward the sound.

Isaiah stood at the entrance, arms crossed and leaning casually against the doorframe. Even in the dim light, his sharp features were unmistakable. His dark eyes scanned me, lingering on the bruises marking my skin.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.

I frowned, wiping sweat from my brow. "What does it look like?" Isaiah walked toward me, his shoes scuffing against the dirt. Isaiah stopped at the edge of the ring, study hurt yourself you are in no shape to fight right now." "I'm already hurt," I shot back, my voice tight. "Does it really matter if I add a little more to it?" e carefully. "You'll The words hung in the air between us, and for a moment, Isaiah said nothing.

Then, without warning, he stepped into the ring.

1/2 Chapter Fifty Seven-2 "What are you doing?" I demanded.

Isaiah cracked his knuckles, his grin sharp and wolfish. "If you're going to train, you might as well do it right. Con." I hesitated, my fists still clenched. "You're going to teach me" Isaiah's grin widened. "Yes" He moved into a loose stance, his movements fluid and confident. "Lesson one: Stop fighting like you're smaller than everyone else. You're stronger than you realize." My heart thudded as I reluctantly mirrored his stance. "I'm not stronger than Anna." Isaiah's eyes hardened. "That's because you keep letting her win-up here." He tapped his temple. "Get your head right, Stormi." I exhaled sharply. "Fine. Let's go. Let's do this." Isaiah didn't go easy on me. Before I realized it I was on the ground. He laughed and gavehis Then grinned mischievously. "Let's make it interesting. A bet." "What kind of bet?" "If I win, we shower together." Stormi gaped at him. "Excuse me?" "You heard me." I narrowed my eyes, trying to ignore the way my stomach fluttered. "Not happening." "Afraid you'll lose?" he taunted.

"Of course not", I said, and before I could react he attacked. He moved with calculated precision, forcingto react quickly. "Use your wolf let her guide you." Every tI hesitated or faltered, he correctedsharply. "Faster. You're telegraphing your punches. Don't letsee them coming." Chapter Comments ☐ 1 2/2 The Omega: Mated To The Four Chapter Fifty Seven-3 My muscles screamed in protest, but I pushed through, my wolf snarling in my mind. Isaiah wasn't like Commander Lynne-he wasn't harsh, but he didn't hold back either. He madework. "Use my weight against me," Isaiah said, circlinglike a predator You're smaller, so don't meethead-on. Redirect my momentum." I gritted my teeth as Isaiah lunged at me, aiming to grab my arm. This time, I remembered his advice. Instead of resisting, I shifted my weight and twisted, using his force to throw him off balance.

Isaiah stumbled, catching himself just before he hit the ground. He looked up at me, a crooked grin splitting his face. "Now that's what I'm talking about." A small spark of pride flared in my chest, but it was short-lived. Isaiah was on his feet again in seconds, lunging faster than before. This time, he caught my wrists and pinnedto the ring floor.

"Too slow," he said, smirking.

I squirmed beneath him, my breath coming in heavy pants. "You're heavier than you look." Isaiah chuckled. "You say that like it's my fault." His face hovered close to mine, the teasing grin softening into something quieter.

My heart skipped a beat as I realized how close we were. His hands held my wrists firmly above my head, his body flush against hers as he positioned himself between my legs.

"You're improving," Isaiah said, his voice low.

I swallowed, my pulse thundering in my ears. "Thanks." For a moment, neither of us moved. The air shifted, the tension growing thick between us. Isaiah's eyes dropped to my lips, and my breath caught.

"You lost," Isaiah murmured, his tone teasing again, Then, without warning, he kissed me. The kiss was rough and possessive, sending heat spiraling through my body.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made us freeze. I turned my head, mortified to see one of the arena staff standing there, broom in hand.

The older woman arched an eyebrow at the two of us, clearly unimpressed. "This place isn't for sneaking around, you know." I pushed Isaiah off and scrambled to my feet, cheeks flaming. "We-We were just training." The woman snorted. "Sure you were." She gestured toward the door with her broom. "Out. Go find somewhere else to... spar."

Isaiah grinned as he grabbed my hand, tuggingout of the ring and toward the exit. Con, loser. Let's get out of here before we get broomed to death." I glared at him but let him leadaway, my heart still pounding from the fight-or maybe from Isaiah.

We walked side by side through the dimly lit halls, the silence between surprisingly comfortable. Isaiah shoved his hands into his pockets, glancing atout of the corner of his eye. "You did good tonight," he said quietly.

1/2 Chapter Fifty Seven-3 I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. "I still got pinned." Isaiah smirked. "Baby steps, Stormi. You'll get there." I looked at him, studying his profile the sharp jawline, the mischieous glint in his dark eyes. I know you can do this. And may because I don't like seeing you doubt yourself." he said.

My chest tightened, my wolf stirring at the quiet sincerity in his volerh didn't know what to to say, so I settled for nudging him with my elbow. "Thanks, Isaiah." He chuckled, bumpingback lightly. "Anytime, carrot head." When I finally returned to my room, I felt lighter. My body still ached, and my bruises still stung, but I felt good.

I sank onto my bed, staring at the ceiling as Isaiah's words replayed in my mind.

You're stronger than you think.

A small smile tugged at my lips.

I'll prove it.

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