Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 74 The Abduction

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“Run for cover cuz I’m comin‘ for ya whether or not? You’re ready or not, are you ready or not?”–“Ready or Not Resident Evil 2 Rap by 17 Music

Third Person POV

Red. Orange. Yellow. The trio of bright and vibrant colors, yet also the colors of scorching destruction. The conflagration raged on with its satiety dependent on the earth beneath the werewolf territory. It would not stop until green becomes black and wood becomes ash. Its demolition and violence were on par with its caster, an emotionless juggernaut on a mission to capture the woman who escaped him.

Cerberus‘ unhesitant march echoed amongst the cataclysmic air of fire crackles and helpless screaming. With stomps that shook the roots of the burning trees, he continued forward, flexing his large fingers, yearning for a neck to squeeze. A monster in his own right. It didn’t take long to track down the avatar.

The avatar. The one his Lord desires more than diamonds.

“Stop at nothing to bring her to me. Allow Zircon Moon to burn to ash, for it has been lucky to live for this long. Burn it all. Kill them all. Let nothing stop you.”

His Lord’s word was law. What he wants, he shall have. Blockages of copious black smoke didn’t stop his besetting trek, he passed right through, unfazed until the packhouse was in the line of sight.

Cerberus was ready for ruin.

Brave and selfless. Two words to describe the pack members who helped put out the flames threatening their livelihoods. Buckets, hoses, anything that could connect and hold water is used to stop the inferno.

Yet, the flames fought back hard.

The ranked wolves and warriors worked tirelessly to save their land. Dancing red and orange continued to spread uninhibited, ignoring the very lives it tried to take. The earth cried underneath scorching black, slowly dying as it painted the air with strokes of billowing obsidian black.

‘How could this have happened? Why did this happen?‘ Kiya asked herself as she directed people to the underground bunker in paths untouched by fire. Understanding their Luna wishes to protect them, they ran as fast as they could to safety. As much as the woman wanted to deny that she was their Luna, internal torment preoccupies her mind.

She felt responsible for the chaos. Horrible attacks began springing out of the woodworks as soon as she came. Was this fate’s way of telling her to leave? Though she didn’t voice it, she felt responsible of the danger. It squeezed her heart like a boa constrictor preparing its prey for death. What was next after the fire? Would the chaos stop if she left? So many questions with no answers and the frustration contorted her flawless, brown face.

Just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, that’s when she heard it.

Stomp!

Stomp!

Stomp!

The Abduction

“Oh, no…” Phoebe’s sweet, melodious voice shook with trepidation. Kiya’s eyes darted to her witch friend, unable to look past her shaking knees. Her pale skin got impossibly paler and sweat, unknown from her or the boiling heat, clung to her hair and skin. “Cerberus is here!”

Kiya’s cyes widened in shock. How did he find his way here? Neron and she made sure he lost their trail before they drove back home. Guilt was a monster that took pleasure in gobbling her heart, tugging violently at the bicuspid strings. She felt responsible. Instead of ensuring Zircon Moon’s safety, she brought evil to them unknowingly.

The stomps continued and before long, Cerberus showed himself, his skyscraper, bulking body marching through the flame–ridden woodlands with raw evil and determination pulsating through his body. Ranked wolves and warriors stared horrified and agape at the behemoth, seeing nothing like it before. It was a beast on two feet, height rivaling the biggest of Alphas.

Neron growled, hateful of the flawless white skin of Cerberus. As if Onyx’s claws never touched him. That infuriated the Alpha the most, the threat he thought he eliminated came for more and it trespassed on his territory.

His home!

through the mind–link to his men and warriors. “Take that fucker

costs!”

the mind–link

explained, grabbing Kiya’s hand as the wolf ground

the

they are, the harder they fall, right?” Galen’s award–winning smirk rose on his face as he shifted into his yellow–grey wolf form with Mikhail as an ash gray wolf. Jacqueline and Sapphire followed suit, their large wolves in front of Kiya and Phoebe, accompanied by their mates, Isaiah as a deep brown wolf and

mate hard. “If you get killed, Darien,

Getting killed? Never!” The black–haired man chuckled humorously. “I’ll be back for you, my love. I

in a deep

claw out more for Sirius. Odessa, however, held the lid down on her anger. Darien was going out to stop the flames, but through

frightened pack members.

to protect the wretched cur she hated. No doubt Neron was as well since he had fallen for her like a lovesick puppy. As Darien retreated after Jacqueline yelled for him through the link,

all her fault. Her and her stupid magic powers. If Odessa wanted anyone to die today, it should be her. Emily couldn’t deliver on poisoning the bitch when she gave her the cyanide. Perks of having human connections through her dead parents. But, now, she

a speck of dirt on her window of life and she needed her

Permanently.

He was an unstoppable machine on par with Kratos, Hercules, or a vengeful Odin. As wolves and soldiers attacked, he fought back. Black armor already drenched with the blood of fallen warriors as he

unaffected. He was a war machine programmed to fight and kill. Possessing no

with his arms, his march increased in speed as he advanced towards them. Phoebe grabbed Kiya’s hand and started

height and agility to their advantage, Kwame jumped between the women and Cerberus without hesitation, snapping his jaws onto his thick

unconscious, blood slowly dribbling from his jaw. Valerian and Neron, both in

wait!” Kiya exclaimed, pulling her friend to a halt. “We can’t run!

their own!”

follow us off the territory, so he won’t harm anyone else. He’ll kill this entire pack if it means

blackened canvas, painting a horrific picture of gore and pain. Cerberus was a skilled artist. More skilled than anyone she knew. She watched as he beat the fighters into the ground

Cerberus was unstoppable.

flames that continue to burn.

wanted her and Phoebe. What was the point in leading him away if the others

an option for her.

“I know what you’re going to do. You can’t fight Cerberus, he’s

avatar powers, sending a flood of pure moon magic through her veins. Black shifted to pure white, brown shifted to blue, and white markings etched into deep brown

help her friends and former pack. The witch admired her courage but couldn’t help thinking she was acting like a hot–blooded fool. She knew first–hand that beasts like Cerberus couldn’t be defeated effortlessly. If an army of powerful wolves couldn’t stop him, what made

picked up by the throat and thrown hard to the ground. But she bounced back, using her newfound power for good. But, as a recently awakened avatar,

to midnight black and eyes silver as moonstone, Phoebe whispered a spell hoping to slow Cerberus down. A purple, glowing ‘X‘ appeared

a hit to the face that knocked her out cold.

Cerberus turned and threw her like a haschall, slamming her body into the packhouse walls. Her body slumped to the charred ground with a strained groan and aches in every part of her body. With energy

Cerberus lifted a hand, and with a sickly shift, it formed into a monstrous claw

couldn’t see it.

couldn’t see his arms lengthening like a

smell

The threat.

injuries as a black wolf. It didn’t stop him from bolting forward, swiftly shifting back into his human form to shield Kiya from the hit. Muscled arms wrapped tight around her body and her face shielded in shade.

Everything froze.