The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 10
The Omega: Mated To The Four
Chapter Ten
Every day, the flowers appeared on the porch: four batches of blooms, each more vibrant than the last. Every night, the sounds
of paws padding outside my window reminded me of the wolves who claimed to be my mates. My tormentors, and bullies.
They didn't give up, no matter how much I ignored them.
One evening, as I sat by the window with a book in hand, I saw them in their wolf forms. Elijah, the sleek black wolf, stood
closes! to the cabin, his piercing yellow eyes watching the window intently, Isaiah, a regal gray wolf, paced behind him. The

Vandabelt twins, with their chestnut-colored fur, lounged nearby, their heads resting on their paws.
I closed the curtain and turned away, trying to block them out.
On the sixth day, I found a passage in The Silver Lineage that sent a shiver down my spine.
"The silver wolf's blood is a beacon, drawing others to them. They are destined to lead, their bonds unbreakable and their power
unmatched."
I slammed the book shut, my heart racing. Bonds? Power? None of this made sense. I didn't feel powerful-I felt like a mess. And
as for bonds... was that what tied me to Elijah, Isaiah, and the Vandabel twins?
I didn't want them?
That night, I heard soft scratching at the window. It was faint at first almost like the wind, but it grew louder. When I peeked
through the curtain, I saw Elijah and one of the twins-Austin, I think-peering up at me.
I froze, unsure of what to do.
"Stormi," Mariah's voice came from behind me, startling me. "Do you want to talk to them? I'm sick and tired of them watching
the house, it's creeping me out"
"No," I said quickly, stepping back.

Mariah nodded, moving to the window and pushing it open. "She doesn't want to see you, so get lost," she told them firmly. "She
needs her rest."
The wolves exchanged glances before retreating into the woods.
As the week came to an end, I sat on my bed, staring at the flowers piled high on the porch. They hadn't stopped their daily
routine, and I knew they wouldn't. But I couldn't bring myself to care.
I had bigger things to figure out-like who I was, where I came from, and why I was still alive when my kind was supposed to be
extinct.
Forgiving my mates? Letting them in? That was the furthest thing from my mind. I wasn't ready to forgive, and I didn't think I ever
would be.
All I wanted was to unravel the mystery of my life and decide for myself what it meant to be a silver wolf.