Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 84 – The Survivors

“It will cost you a colossal defeat, if you wanna keep playin‘ god with me!” – “Deviations” Detroit: Become Human Rap by IT Music

Osiris

A war raged on.

Wolves versus hybrids.

Mutts versus crossbreeds.

It was interesting. Just to see, hear, and smell how much a bunch of dogs would risk their lives for two females. Did I know they were here for Kiya and the witch? Of course. Dogs such as them wouldn’t care if they were ordinary avatars.

That’s how I knew my Little Moon was special. To have an army rally behind her for her safety. Was she aware of her influence? Her power? She was greater than any wolf. If she wanted to, she could bend these mutts to her will. Bend anyone to her will.

I know she wanted too. Deep down, buried underneath all that good and morality, she wanted power over those who hurt her. I could taste it in her blood and see it through her memories like a movie reel of the worst moments of her life and how she triumphed over them. It was a shame she forced those dark feelings down, pretending they didn’t exist.

But, as I know, darkness had an interesting way of impeding in one’s life.

Crashes and screams continue to echo below and around me. If those hybrids and traitors cannot defend themselves against a couple of horse–sized pooches, then they aren’t worth my time. They were never worthy of being part of my organization, anyway.

Speaking of traitors…

I knew Nadia was behind all of this. Weak humans don’t last long being surrounded by darkness. Now that I think about it, I haven’t heard from Lucien in a while. He doesn’t answer my mental links, either. Could it be that I have two traitors in my midst?

My fingers run through Pepi’s scales, him hissing in delight. One might wonder why I was so calm about this. About my facility being raided. Well, tools were disposable. It wasn’t like I care about what happens to these fools.

Calmly, I left the fallen facility in a billow of darkness. The sunlight was bothersome, but not to the point I must hide like those stereotypical vampires the humans love. Cerberus would take care of the traitors.

But my Little Moon? I’ll come for her again. After all, I marked her as mine.

Kiya

“You’re a werewolf?”

Chapter – The Survivors

“Yep.”

“Since birth?

“Yes.”

Violetta grinned with a spring in her step, squealing like a child high on sugar. “That is so cool! I knew werewolves were a thing, but to have one next to me? Holy crap! I have so many questions!”

can answer them, but could we save this interrogation

“Right. Sorry!”

danger, blocking our way from meeting the wolves at the bottom floor. Phoebe and I, desperately, wanted to reach our pack, but with the added risk of encountering hybrids or their allies with guns, it was impossible. We couldn’t afford to get captured again,

advanced towards the top floor for our escape. I handed Femi off to a couple of avatar escapees a while

Cadmael went to do their thi a fiery dome soon, which was why

Dad! So many people were here for us,

too late and dangerous for us to turn back, especially

a scream. Violetta and I turned around

“Don’t move, bitches!”

her leg. “Don’t worry about me!”

three of

latter. I refused to leave my friend behind. A pack sticks together and fights for

from the impact. Behind me, I see Violetta with her hand outstretched, conjuring up an electrical storm out of

couldn’t describe.

would like a dancer. Water became her weapon, and it mercilessly tore through the hybrid males who dare to threaten our lives. Fixed

hands down. “If they were in the seas,

is a goddess who doesn’t screw around,”

arm over my shoulder to help her

if we don’t

she was taller than both of us. “The room shouldn’t be far away

might have gotten caught up.” I wondered. As the three of us walked slower than normal, I tried my best to mind–link Anthony.

it feels to hear from you! Where are you and

escape out the window, the only place where an exit isn’t bordered up. There are

“Can you shift?”

Artemis is weak. So much for being

affects the best of us.

How are

assholes are blocking him at all comers. Mom and Dad are tearing these bastards apart

to get everyone out as soon as

“Why?”

place is going

The entire world

and undulated into the atmosphere from every path. Nadia and Cadmael completed their task. This

it. The women and I picked up speed to our exit, mindful of the fire that was bound to hit us from behind. Once we found the room with the window, sunlight pecked through powerfully as

littered the surrounding ground.

One hit.

Two.

Three.

into a million pieces.

through. With curt nods and silent agreement, the three of us broke into a run, leaped over the broken glass, and through the

moments in movies were always my favorite. The suspense, the buildup, and the action. That was how this moment felt as the three of us plunged into the icy river below. Rivers

not this time. The river symbolized our freedom from this hellscape. Freedom from the tyranny of hybrids who lusted for our power and submission. And freedom

he