Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 80 – The Map

“And they say that a hero can save us, I’m not gonna stand here and wait.“–“Terd by Nickleback

Third Person POV

Within a half–hour, several knocks on the front doors were heard, Neron promptly got up from his seat and when he opened it, chills shot down his spine the moment his eyes met steel grey.

A tall, broad–shouldered man stood dressed in common fashion: a simple black tee with matching pants and knee–high boots yet holding a leather cross bag slung from his right shoulder. Odd choice of fashion in the summertime. His dyed cobalt–blue hair brushed against his eyelashes, shielding half his face in mystery. The man continued to stare straight into Neron’s soul.

“Are you Endo?” Neron asked.

“Yes.” He answered with a monotonous tone. “Will our staring contest continue, or can I come in?”

The Alpha didn’t like him. If this was under different circumstances, he would have Endo booted off his territory, but he was doing this for his mate. For Kiya. It was the only reason this witch was here. Stepping aside, Endo marched through the threshold.

Upon entering the common room, his indifference cracked into a warm smile when his eyes landed on Lyra and Nikolai. “Mr. and Mrs. Guerrero, it’s a pleasure to see you both again.”

“Likewise, Endo.” Lyra smiled, pulling the man into a hug. “I wish it was under better circumstances.”

Endo’s smile fell. “How long ago were Phoebe and her friend taken?”

“They were taken some time this morning.”

Endo’s eyes moistened. Despite their brief time together, he had grown fond of Phoebe. His heart lurched at the thought of her hurt and hungry. In his head, he made a silent prayer to Goddess Hecate for her protection. “I’ll do my best to locate them.”

“So, what type of witch are you?” Beta Jacqueline asked. “I thought the females are called witches.”

“Witch is a gender–neutral term.” The blue–haired man replied. “May I use this table for my supplies?” He asked the ranked wolves of Zircon Moon. With permission, Endo sank to his knees and began pulling items out of his cross bag.

Candles, herbs, crystals, a large map, and more. A map of Nevada and the surrounding states and lands stood boldly from the tanned, wrinkled parchment. As he silently set up his station, the questions continued coming.

“How did you meet Phoebe?” Came from Darien.

“We met in an occult shop. She was shopping for craft supplies and we chatted. I knew there was something special about her from the moment I looked into her eyes.” Endo looked up briefly. “Only a special witch could have eyes as purple as amethyst.”

“What else do you know about her?” Galen asked.

Chapter 80- The Map

in the darker arts. Not of common darkness, many believe, but of the more controversial crafts with spirits, ghosts, and necromancy. She’s the only

Abigail pondered, leaning from her seat to observe the man

table. “Necromancy holds the power of communicating and potentially raising the dead. That’s a power that could casily fall in the wrong hands. We should not disturb the dead unless it’s for dire circumstances dictated by Goddess Hecate’s avatar. Unfortunately, not all witches follow

type are you?”

in on a specific craft. Are you all done interrogating

what they’ve gone through today, they are

pressing his lips in a fine line. “Forgive me if I came off as rude.”

know if you could locate them women.” Anthony assured, kneeling on one knee next to him.

for a minute. Fragments of color appeared before his grey eyes, vibrant and powerful. Darting his eyes from one person to another, each harbored a swirl of colors telling him a story of their rampant emotions. However, many shades of orange and deep yellow were the common colors he picked out from the group. The witch knitted his eyebrows in concern. “There are bursts of orange and deep yellow around you all. Feeling worried is

an eyebrow. “Wait. You can see color around us?”

those two colors are strongest in you, Anthony, and him.”

anger. Shocked that this witch could read him like a book and angry that he felt exposed. Yes, he felt guilty. He felt

about me.” Neron snapped to gear the conversation away from him. “It’s about Kiya and

that they’ve disappeared without a trace.” Endo tapped his chin in thought as he stared at his map. “What I could do is a locator spell. There are several kinds, but none of the safer

tone. “Are you saying

spell?”

this one for that reason. This type is only used if any other means cannot find the missing person. To my knowledge, a brute who covered his tracks took the women. It left no evidence for you to use. Unfortunately, that calls for this locator

it so dangerous?” Ashley asked. “Will someone get hurt?”

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next words. “In normal locator spells, I

have nothing sacred of

a finger. “She wore it to stabilize her powers, but Phoebe said it is useless because she awakened. She handed it to Phoebe right before they were kidnapped.”

spiritual energy. Instead of an item,

instances?” Neron asked, ready to jump in and help. “I’m Kiya’s

Has Kiya accepted and embraced

his eyes to the ground. “No,

I cannot use an underdeveloped mate bond. That leaves a familial bond.

Steven spoke up. “We’re her biological parents and Raina is her older

Raina. His eyes lingered on Raina

ambition. You want

the past and… I’d do anything for her to forgive me. I don’t know how she’s doing right now, I’m afraid to think about it. I want to bring her home. Just tell me

requires the bond of blood. You and Kiya have a bond only sisters could share. It is weak, but it is enough for the spell. With

already optimistic. “But what makes it so

and spiritually. And I’ll need your blood for the map because blood is sacred and holds connections and memories. However, because of the great deal of energy, you’ll exert, it could

of death.”

Valerian snarling, furious. Emerald shifted to coal black. “I’m not risking my wife for

do this.” Raina stood to face her