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.

I was fighting for others, while she fought for dominion over others. She would never win. I was

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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

we going to die,

We ran downstairs, walking over the unconscious or dead bodies of hybrids. I expelled a breath of relief when there wasn’t a

hybrids and their allies have sealed up all exits throughout the place,”

teleport so many people out of here.

can’t put you

out?”

you at any more risk,” I muttered. My eyes found Nadia’s. “What could we do if

the top

five stories high!” Violetta pointed out.

you should be okay, but I need Cadmael’s fire.

out.”

that is our only chance, we don’t have any time to lose. I assume you’ll light

the natural gas pipes, but you all should be gone before the fire starts. Once Cadmael

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

that brute

was right now? He could very much bring us back to Osiris and his goons without a second thought. Suddenly, a faint scent curled in my nose, carried by the distant wind. It grew stronger by the second, and its potency was powerful enough to

of this asylum.

was more. Many more. My heart pounded at the hope that hugged

“They’re

can smell them?” Phoebe wondered in astonishment. Light glittered in her amethyst eyes, happy tears pooled in her tear

you guys talking about?” Cadmael asked, confused. “What do you mean ‘smell

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didn’t know I was a werewolf. Even Femi shot me a confused look. Nadia smiled as bright as Phoebe. There had to be a way to let the pack know we were here. The joint scents of both Garnet Moon and Zircon Moon

Neron too? Holy

know you’re weak, but I

you’re thinking. Yes, I’m feeling sluggish, but that won’t

were known to help other wolves find their location; it was a better tracker than scent. If I howl loud enough, I could lead them here to save

tall, Artemis now at the forefront of my mind, present and ready. I prayed 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

shoulders.

to be the

the ears of good and evil alike but that was fine. I didn’t care. We would deal with them as they

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 scents of many wolves on both sides became more pungent.

crash two floors

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