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!”

sure I can answer them, but could

“Right. Sorry!”

we turned laid a hidden 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, and I sure

escape. I handed Femi off to a couple of avatar escapees

and Cadmael went to do their thi a fiery dome soon, which was why we needed to get the hell out of here.

strong. They were fighting hard. I could also smell Jackie and others. Even Mom and Dad! So many people were here for us, and it warmed my heart with happiness. Confidence rippled through me as the three of us ran up the stairs, hopped over crates,

we expect. It was too late and dangerous for

the ground in a scream. Violetta and I turned around to see that some hybrids caught up, pointing their guns at us.

“Don’t move, bitches!”

yelled, clutching her

Leave Phoebe behind and save ourselves or risk our lives so that the three of us to escape. together. Both had their pros and cons, and every

pack sticks together and fights

hand outstretched, conjuring up an electrical storm out of mid- air. Phoebe, despite her injury, used her magic to summon water for her, who manipulated it

couldn’t describe.

dare to threaten our lives. Fixed with electricity, it made for a deadly combination that snuffed

muttered, settling her hands down. “If they were in the seas, I’d do much

Amphitrite is a goddess who

I smile, slinging Phoebe’s arm over my shoulder to help her up. “Although, I have a

we

worked because she was taller than both of us.

As the three of us walked slower than normal, I tried my

how good it feels to hear from you!

the only place where an exit isn’t bordered up. There are so many hybrids behind us. We can’t take them all, at least not in the state

“Can you shift?”

me with wolfsbane, and Artemis is weak.

of us. You aren’t omnipotent,

How are

Dad are tearing

you need to get everyone out

“Why?”

this place is going to-!”

The entire world

undulated into the atmosphere from every path.

into the mind–link before blocking 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

of junk littered the surrounding ground. A sizable plank caught my eye and without hesitation, I used it to

One hit.

Two.

Three.

into a million pieces.

escape was large enough for the three of us to jump through. With curt nods and silent agreement, the three of us broke into a run, leaped over the broken glass, and through the window.

That was how this moment felt as the three of us

symbolized our freedom from this hellscape. Freedom from the tyranny of hybrids who lusted for our power

he burned.