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.

an avatar of the goddess she once followed. How dare she do this! How dare she

others, while she fought for dominion over others. She would never win. I was proved correct when I used the gun to bash her

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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 unharmed.

going to die, Miss?”

I answered back. None of us were dying. We ran downstairs, walking over the unconscious or dead bodies of hybrids.

allies have sealed up all exits throughout the place,” Cadmael growled, running a

enough energy to teleport so many people out of here. It took a

put

out?”

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

all around this place, but they missed the top floor, as always. There’s a large window. You can escape

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

a large river,” Nadia explained. “If you land in the water instead of the ground, you should be okay, but I need Cadmael’s fire. This is our only chance

out.”

we don’t have any time to lose. I assume you’ll light this place up once

you all should be gone before the fire starts. Once Cadmael does

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

that brute took me.”

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

of this asylum.

pounded at the hope that hugged me

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

wondered in astonishment. Light glittered in her amethyst eyes, happy

are you guys talking about?” Cadmael asked, confused. “What do you

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be a way to let the pack know we were

too? Holy shit, he’s alive?

weak, but I need

thinking. Yes, I’m feeling sluggish, but that won’t make me any

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

my howl to reach the cars of all the wolves who had come to save

shoulders.

be the beacon.

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

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

heard a powerful crash two floors below

Neron