FOUR ALPHAS ONE REVENGE

chapter 6

LILA’S POV

Darkness. Thick, suffocating darkness pressed against me from every side. My chest ached, lungs burning as though I’d been running for days. Every instinct screamed at me, clawing to wake, to fight, to survive but my body refused.

The last thing I remembered was the suffocating grip of her power, the woman with red eyes and that impossible aura of control. The last sound was the terrified shouting of the quadruplets Marcus, Ethan, Callum, and Davian all helpless while I crumbled under a force I didn’t yet understand.

And then… I was somewhere else.

A forest, moonlight filtering through the trees, silver and cold. The air smelled of earth, and something darker something ancient. My eyes opened, and I gasped, the wind filling my lungs as though I had been drowning.

“I’m… alive.” My voice was hoarse, trembling with anger I hadn’t been able to release in years. I pushed myself up, and the bond screamed in response, thrashing in agony, pulling at me like a live thing. The quadruplets. My wolves. They were calling. Desperately.

But I wasn’t ready to answer not yet. Not when rage burned so bright inside me it threatened to consume every thought.

And the anger wasn’t just at them anymore. It was at her. The red-eyed witch who had stolen my breath, bent me to her will, and then tried to break me.

“Do you think this stops me?” I whispered to the night, my words carried on the wind. “Do you think I’ll kneel? Do you think I’m weak?”

A shiver ran through me as I raised my hands, and I felt the first surge of power since she had touched me. It was hotter than fire, darker than shadows, but it was mine.Unstoppable. A power I didn’t yet fully understand, but that I knew was tied to her… and to me.

I closed my eyes and let it flow through me, pure, unfiltered. The rage, the pain, the years of rejection and survival all of it became energy, coiling around me like a serpent ready to strike. My golden eyes glowed as the forest itself seemed to respond, the trees bending as though in deference to my awakening.

Then I saw her.

A figure standing at the edge of the forest watching me. Red eyes blazing. Smile cruel and knowing.

“You woke,” she said, her voice smooth as silk and sharp as a blade. “I wondered how long it would take before the child I saved remembered who she was.”she smiled

“I don’t belong to you!” I spat, my voice low but deadly. “You think saving me gave you control? You’re wrong!”

Her laugh cutting through the night“Child… you have no idea. You’ve only just begun to understand the gift I gave you. The strength you wield… it’s mine. And soon, you will use it exactly as I planned.”

I lunged at her, letting the power surge through my veins. The earth beneath me cracked, the trees shuddered, but she was faster. She teleported or moved with a speed I couldn’t track and appeared behind me in an instant. Her hand brushed my shoulder, and I staggered, the pressure on my chest returning, tighter this time.

“Stop!” I roared, throwing all of my power forward. Golden energy exploded outward, throwing her back into the shadows. I Felt her laugh, mocking, taunting me.

“I am nothing to you!” I screamed into the night, fury coiling around me like a living thing. “I am not yours!”

For a moment, silence fell. The forest seemed to hold its breath. And then I heard it: the familiar howl of the quadruplets. Their bond screamed my name. Desperate, unrelenting.

I stumbled to my knees, chest heaving. I didn’t want to answer it. I didn’t want to admit that part of me the part that had survived three years alone still needed them. And yet, the bond tugged at me, pulling at every scar, every memory, every shred of anger and longing I had tried to bury.

“Lila,” Marcus’s voice broke through the darkness. Gold eyes piercing even through the black. “Hold on. Don’t do anything reckless.”

“I’m not reckless!” I snapped, my voice shaking. “I’m alive because I survived, Marcus! Because I’m stronger than you all thought! And I won’t be your pawn or hers!”

Ethan’s voice joined his, calm but firm. “We’re coming to you. Just hold on. You don’t have to fight alone.”

Callum’s and Davian’s voices echoed in my mind, frantic, terrified, protective. I felt the bond pull tighter,like a living thing. Rage twisted into longing. Fear twisted into anger. Confusion, desperation, desire all tangled together into a storm that made my head spin.

And then the shadow moved again.

She emerged from the trees like smoke, her red eyes glinting with amusement. “You can’t run from me, little omega. You may think you’re strong, but you’re still the girl I raised. Still the girl who owes me.”

“I owe you nothing!” I roared, and this time I felt the full force of the power inside me, the ancient wolf blood that surged through every vein. Shadows coiled around me, golden energy bursting in violent arcs. My hands glowed with raw, lethal energy, and when I stepped forward, the ground cracked beneath me.

The woman’s smirk faltered. For the first time, I saw hesitation. “Impressive… but not enough.”

I laughed, bitter and wild. “Not enough? You haven’t even seen what I can do when I’m free! When I’m not afraid of you, or anyone!”

She lunged at me, faster than I could see. But I was ready this time. I met her strike with a burst of golden energy, and the collision shook the forest. Branches splintered, and the ground shuddered. My claws extended, not just wolf claws, but energy that could tear flesh and bone.

“I survived your attack once,” I hissed, letting all of my fury boil through me. “I survived rejection, betrayal, pain, and death itself. And I will survive you!”

The woman faltered again, her red eyes widening. “You… you weren’t supposed to be like this!”

“I’m exactly what you made me,” I said, stepping closer, letting my golden energy flare brighter, hotter. “And now, I decide who controls it.”

Then I heard them ,the quadruplets. They had arrived. Golden energy streaked through the forest, Marcus, Ethan, Callum, and Davian moving as one, their wolves at their sides. The bond surged, coiling around us like a shield, amplifying my power, steadying my heart.

“Lila,” Ethan said, stepping beside me, his voice steady despite the rage in his eyes. “We fight together. Whatever this woman is, we fight together.”

I felt my chest tighten—not from fear, but from the bond, pulsing with loyalty, protection, and love I hadn’t let myself admit.

“Then let’s end this,” I said, and this time, my voice was ice and fire together, unyielding, unbroken.

The woman’s eyes narrowed, fury replacing her smirk. “This isn’t over!” she screamed, and the shadows around her coiled like serpents, striking outward.

I met her with everything I had, the bond with the quadruplets singing through me, power and rage entwined. The energy erupted in waves, throwing rogues aside like toys.

She staggered, caught off guard by the force. My golden eyes flared brighter than the moon, brighter than fire, brighter than hatred itself.

“This is what happens when you underestimate the rejected omega,” I hissed, claws digging into the earth. “This is what happens when you think you can control me. This is what happens when you mess with my pack, my family!”

For a moment, silence fell, and the forest seemed to breathe. And then, she disappeared.

Not defeated, not dead but gone. For now.

I sank to my knees, chest heaving, golden energy dimming .The bond hummed around us, protective, warning, alive. The quadruplets surrounded me, their hands brushing against mine, their eyes softening despite the rage still lingering in their expressions.

“Lila…” Marcus whispered, voice low, almost reverent. “You… you’re… incredible.”

“I survived,” I said through clenched teeth, shaking with exhaustion and fury. “I survived her. I survived all of you. And I’ll survive whatever comes next.”

Ethan knelt beside me, hand on my shoulder. “We’re here. You’re not alone anymore.”

Callum and Davian flanked us, fierce, protective, ready to fight until their last breath.

And as I looked at them, the bond thrumming between us, I realized…

I didn’t need to forgive them yet. I didn’t need to let go of my anger.

But I would stand. I would fight. I would survive.

And when the woman returned… she would regret ever touching the rejected omega.

The night was far from over.