Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 83 The Rescue

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“Seasons come and go. But I will never change. And I’m on my way” “Written In the Stars” by Tinie Tempah

Kiya

This was a fight for freedom.

I never thought I would be in this position again, battling for the right to see the daylight, to see the outside world. Same situation, different challenge.

Once Cadmael, the avatar of Huracán, was freed, the haunted asylum became the grounds of a battlefield. Hybrids of all shapes, sizes, and genders spilled from all corners, determined to hunt us down. Savages, they’d call us. Savages that needed to be controlled.

I refused to be acquiescent. A vow I made the night of my bonding with Garnet Moon came to my mind as I callously punched a hybrid into a wall. Never again a slave. Never again a follower. Never again a meek girl without a voice.

That promise echoed through the chambers of my mind like a siren song, pumping my blood with adrenaline. The deplorable conditions my fellow avatars were living in summoned a roar inside me. I’ve been here for a short while. Who knew how long they imprisoned the others?

I learned their names and who they represent. They’re avatars of Thor, Loki, Yemoja, Krishna, The Morrigan, and more. Some were my age, some a little older, and some were just teenagers. These bastard hybrids even kidnapped a seven–year–old girl! For what?

All for power.

People like this made me sick.

Chaos ensued as we free all the avatars. The hybrids pulled out all the stops to ensure our submission, even harboring weapons in case things went awry. I’ve never stared down a barrel of a gun before, especially one

that reeks of silver. But it didn’t scare m

What scared me more was that the person holding the gun wasn’t at

hybrid.

She was a full werewolf. Just like me, and she looked like someone I know.

“On your knees, bitch.” She demanded. The little girl behind me, who I come to know as Femi, the avatar of Bastet, hid in fear. “Or else I’ll put a bullet in the brat.”

Something about her infuriated me. The brown eyes, the brown hair, the cupid–shaped face. Everything about this woman awakened Artemis from a volcanic pit of rage. Did she think she could put me down with a mere silver bullet? I kept forgetting who had the true advantage here.

the goddess she once followed. How dare she do this! How dare she do this to

for dominion over others. She would never win. I was proved

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Femi,” I instructed. The sweet girl with two puffs in her hair grabbed my hand, and we ran as fast as we could. Gunshots, screaming, faded commands, and more mixed into the thick ether. It was going to take a lot for us to escape

going to die, Miss?” Femi asked.

or dead bodies of hybrids.

have sealed up all exits throughout the

us to escape,” Phoebe muttered. “I–I don’t have enough energy to teleport so many

put you

out?”

eyes found Nadia’s. “What could we do if there’s no way

all around this place, but they missed the top floor, as

five stories high!” Violetta pointed out. “What if we don’t make the

of the ground, you should be okay, but I need Cadmael’s fire. This is our only chance

out.”

chance, we don’t have any time to lose. I assume you’ll light this

The fire would spread through the natural gas pipes, but you all should be gone

a plan to me.” The bigger man shrugged. “I’ve been wanting to burn these motherfuckers since

brute

back to Osiris and his goons without a second thought. Suddenly, a

of this asylum.

but there was more. Many more. My heart pounded at the hope that hugged me like a weighted blanket, sparking the

them!” I hopped. “They’re here! Our pack is

wondered in astonishment. Light glittered in her amethyst eyes, happy tears pooled in her tear ducts,

you

The Rescue

bright as Phoebe. There had to be a way to let the pack know we were here. The joint scents of

Neron too? Holy shit, he’s alive?

you’re weak, but I need your help.”

feeling sluggish, but that won’t make

even little Femi. I had to howl. Wolf howls were known to help other wolves find their location; it was a

to Selene to help me, to allow my howl to reach the cars of all the wolves who had come to save Phoebe and me. To show them the path of light. To lead them to victory. And at that moment, it was like I could feel her cool

shoulders.

be the

asylum, no doubt ringing through the ears of good and evil alike but that was fine. I didn’t care. We

again, somehow twice as loud as the first time. This one was full of feeling, it was saying, ‘We’re here! Find us!” and I knew it worked. Because the

heard a powerful crash two floors below us.

Neron