Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 42 – The Party

“The best revenge is massive success.“–

Frank Sinatra

Kiya

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I sat in front of my new vanity mirror, twisting out my springy curls as they laid on my bare shoulders. Mimicking corkscrews, they bounced with ease when I twisted my head from side to side. A confident smile made its way to my face as I stared at my reflection. Tonight, is the induction party for Zircon to meet Garnet.

I wonder how long it would take for someone to recognize me.

“Hoo!”

My eyes dart down to see little Diana hopping around my vanity, taking great care not to jump in any of my makeup palettes. She followed me from California, now taking refuge in the oak trees behind my room. An awkward meeting before the passage ceremony turned into an unorthodox friendship between us both. Diana disappears from time to time, meeting me in my bedroom on random nights, so imagine my shock when I found her perched in one of the trees near my room! I’ve grown fond of the little owl. I giggle, running my fingers through her colorless feathers.

Grabbing my black and white makeup palette, I did my eye makeup, generously applying silver shimmer to my cut crease. Adding thick eyeliner with wings sharp enough to stab my enemies, I complete my smokey eye makeup. Following with foundation, mascara, blush, and highlighter, I was proud of my skills. I couldn’t thank Lyria enough for introducing me to makeup, with it, I was able to express myself like never before. I miss her

so much.

“What do you t

think, Diana?” I pulled out two tubes of lipstick. “Bold color or neutral pink?”

Her beak tapped the neutral pink tube.

“Hmm. Excellent choice.” Applying on the neutral pink lipstick, I set everything with setting spray. Smoothing out my dress, I trotted towards the mirror to admire my look.

my waist. The dress exposes my collarbones, shimmering with dry oil. It exposed my back, along with the years‘ old scar that stood stark against my dark complexion,

smiled. “Don’t you

curling her talons around my fingers. Her head craned left and right to get a fuller view of me

excellent eyes;

from my door resounded through my room.

in a

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as her cue to leave, hooting at me softly, caressing he had in my neck before flying out bedroom window. Once my beloved owl flew to her new home, I walkid towards the door. Swinging (6947 see my friends dressed their best and

suggestively.Yo in tok delicious enough to eat…but not as tulicious as this one here!” Abigail squealed when the Bete wolttaquiotted her neck with

Ki Sapphire smiled in her bright

wanted to

arm around nunshulden alcheesy smile on his face. “Take no p prison Kiya! You might capture the eye

for someone elst.. dolled my eyes. But deep down, I hope that Neron nc me so he could see what he could never have end luhat he failed to keep close. I feel the penising within me, knowing that all eyes would be on

medium–length hair was geiled back, showing off more of his sharp jawline and designer stubble. Galen i matching suit, adorning a bright blue tied His hair is tied in a

every movement. Abigail sported a t yellow dress that also hugged nerves with a flowy bottom and ruffles on her left shoulder. She tried! away from her mate in her golden satulals, but it was impossible. She looked like the African Goddess O with how the bright color madelbendelerp melanin pop. Sapphire’s dress, matching in the blue shade of t name, adorned a strapless dressbitnishing against her knees with the gentle frills swaying with her hips. blond hair is curled in beach haves and her silver high heels raised

with our power. Walking down stairs, we met our Alplph, whouse hazel eyes lit up upon seeing us. He wore a clean–cut white suit with a blue tie, like the suit the wore

top models?” He kids, shining

all look amazing

colonized oralt borchecks, feeling bashful at our leader praising us. His hands went to mine, grip them tightlyll’approud of you, Little Bit. You look like

blossoming with heat. “I’m not scared

assembly hallik?”

he offered me his arm. “Care to show your old pack what you

smile wididoned further, looping my arm around his. “Most

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died down, and the atmosphere of the room shifted to the warrior wolves. The aura they all exuberate together overflowed with power, authority, confidence, and intimidation. Kiya and Anthony walked in front of the group, arms looped with each other. Followed behind them were the Beta couple, the women matched each other in step

disease, all conversation focused on the powerful wolves who graced them with their presence. Some were in awe, some indifferent, but many jealous. Unmated she–wolves growled in desire for the men, while the unmated men couldn’t keep their eyes off

close to them. The women took their seats first before the men. Amid their conversation,