The Omega: Mated To The Four
Chapter Twenty Six
By the time I got home that evening, the sky had turned gtay, and a steady drizzle had started to fall. I locked the door, closed the windows, and settled into bed, hoping for a peaceful night.
But, of course, peace wasn’t in the cards for me.
As I lay there, listening to the rain, I couldn’t shake the feeling that was being watched. I tried to ignore it, pulling the covers up to my chin and closing my eyes.
But when the feeling didn’t go away, I finally got up and peeked out the window.
Sure enough, there they were–Elijah, Isaiah, Alex, and Austin–in their wolf forms, huddled together just outside the cabin. Their fur was soaked, and they looked utterly miserable, but they didn’t seem to care.
“Idiots,” I muttered, shaking my head.
For a moment, I considered leaving them out there to teach them a lesson. But as the rain picked up, my resolve wavered.
With a sigh, I opened the window.
“Get in here before I change my mind!” I called out.
They perked up immediately, their ears twitching as they scrambled to their feet. One by one, they bounded through the window, shaking off water and making a mess of the floor.
“Stop that!” I snapped, glaring at them. “You’re getting everything wet!”
They froze, their heads hanging like scolded puppies.
I sighed again, grabbing a stack of old towels from the closet.
I started with Alex, rubbing his fur gently with the towel. It was softer than I expected, warm and thick despite the rain. Sparks danced across my skin with every touch, and I had to fight the urge to pull away.
“Don’t look so smug,” I muttered, glaring at him as he wagged his tail.
Next was Austin, who leaned into my touch so much that I had to shove him back.
“Stop that,” I said, rolling my eyes.
Elijah was third, his black fur gleaming even in the dim light of the room. He didn’t move much as I worked, but his piercing gaze never left my face.
“Don’t make this weird,” I warned, throwing the towel over his head.
Finally, there was Isaiah. His fur was darker than the others, and he rumbled softly in appreciation as I dried him off.
“This doesn’t mean I like you,” I said, narrowing my eyes.
Once they were dry, I grabbed an old mattress from the closet and laid it out on the floor.
“You’re staying in wolf form,” I told them firmly, pointing a finger at each of them. “No shifting back. I don’t want to deal with…. you know.” They’d obviously be naked when they shifted even though I was curious if was too embarrassing.
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Chapter Twenty Six
Alex tilted his head, clearly amused, while Austin let out a soft whine.
“No arguments,” I said, crossing my arms.
I grabbed a few blankets and threw them over the mattress, creating makeshift bed. The four of them settled in quickly, curling up together like a pack of oversized puppies.
For a moment, I just stood there, watching them. Despite everything they looked so peaceful, so… content.
“Goodnight,” I muttered, turning off the light and climbing back into bed.
As I lay there, listening to their soft breathing, I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of comfort.
Maybe, just maybe, I was starting to see them in a different light.
But that didn’t mean I was ready to forgive them. Not yet.
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