The Omega Mated To The Four novel Chapter 219

I lay back against the pillows, thy body aching despite the painkillers the doctor had given me. The underground bunker was eerily silent, except for the distant murmurs of people outside my room. My mates were out on a rescue mission, and I felt their absence like a missing limb. I had just woken up after being in a coma for twenty days, yet I felt as if I had lost years.

I had spent the past few hours in quiet reflection, trying to piece together what my next step should be.

Everything was different.

The world had changed.

The war was far from over. The Shadow Weaver was free, and the world as we knew it was crumbling.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.

Rowena walked in, carrying a steaming basin of water and a soft cloth. Her expression was unreadable as she set the basin down beside my bed.

“I’m here to wipe you down,” she announced.

I blinked, caught off guard. “What?”

Rowena gave me a pointed look. “Who do you think has been taking care of you for the past twenty days?”

Heat crept up my neck. I hadn’t thought about that. I had been unconscio made my skin itch.

helpless–completely reliant on others. The realization

I shifted uncomfortably, heat creeping up my neck “I can do it myself. Or-” I hesitated. “My mates can do it.”

“They’re not here,” Rowena reminded me, dipping the cloth into the warm water. She wrung it out, her fingers working mechanically. “They’re out on a rescue mission.”

A familiar frustration boiled in my chest. I hated that they were out there while I was stuck in bed, useless.

Rowena shook her head. “Besides, I’ve already seen everything. No need to be modest now.”

I scowled. “That doesn’t mean I’m comfortable with it.”

Rowena smirked but didn’t argue. “Fine,” she said. “You can fight me on it, but you won’t win.”

I sighed in resignation and let her press the warm cloth against my arm. The heat seeped into my skin, soothing the lingering aches and stiffness.

For a while, she worked in silence, wiping away the sweat and grime that clung to me after being in bed for so long. It should have been comforting, but something felt off.

Rowena was tense.

Her usual sharp wit.as missing.

She was holding something back.

studied her closely as she wiped down my shoulder, her movement steady but distracted.

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Chapter 213

Finally, I broke the silence. “What’s on your mind?”

Rowena let out a slow breath, as if she had been waiting for me to ask.

“I’m going to be honest with you, Stormi,” she said, her voice quieter than usual.

I nodded. “Go on.”

She dipped the cloth back into the water, squeezing it tightly before speaking.

“We have little to no chance of stopping the Shadow Weaver now that she’s been released.”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut.

I had known it. Deep down, I had known it since the moment I saw her rise in her true form–the way the sky bled red, the way the earth trembled beneath her power.

But hearing someone else say it out loud made it feel real.

Unavoidable.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry.

Rowena continued, her voice tight. “We lost too many people in that battle. And even now, we’re losing more every day. The Shadow Weaver has the witches. The humans have turned on us. We’re backed into a corner.”

I closed my eyes, the truth sinking in like a stone,

Rowena sighed. “Even with your mates leading the rescue teams, we’re only buying time. At this rate, we’re just delaying the inevitable.”

My hands clenched into fists.

Delaying the inevitable.

That phrase made my stomach turn.

I opened my eyes and met Rowena’s gaze. “Then we need to stop delaying and start acting.”

Rowena hesitated. “Stormi…”

I already knew what she was going to say.

Many sacrifices must be made in order to win.

Even then… who knows if we can win?

I let out a slow breath, staring up at the stone ceiling. “You’re right, I admitted.