Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 18 – A Looming Threat

“Never let your ego get in the way of asking for help when in desperate need. We have all been helped at a point in our lives.“–Edmond Mbiaka

Third Person POV

The tension is so thick in the air that a knife can pierce without difficulty.

Normally, the morning sun serves as the birth of new possibilities and renewal for the world’s inhabitants. It’s a new day. However, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Moments earlier, the Alpha called in his Beta and Gamma along with the Garnet Moon warriors to his office as soon as possible.

Wasting time is one of Neron’s pet–peeves. After the madness he witnessed the previous night, he acted quickly. It bothered him. Once again, his mate is targeted by a maleficent being and he must put a stop to it. The mere thought of Osiris made the vein on his temple throb with anger.

Kiya is the opposite. Anger is an emotion she’s acclimated to, but today, her body shudders with anxiety. A sharp surplus in events she hoped to fight against alone became intolerable. As she sits in the chair behind Neron’s desk, her leg bounces. Her hands grip the tablet on her lap. Her brown eyes held a faraway look- preoccupied with the unknown future. Worry fumed from her pores as sundry questions buzz through her mind like angry hornets.

“What will Osiris do now?”

“Will he hurt my friends?”

‘How far will he take things?”

‘How can I stop him?”

As Neron waits for the others, his blue eyes followed Kiya’s moves. From her bouncing leg to the grinding of her teeth behind her lips; he witnesses all. And his heart throbs in hurt. He’s helplessly watching his mate burrow deeper under the soil of anxiousness. The Alpha couldn’t imagine what Kiya is going through. Osiris has been tormenting her physically and psychologically and he didn’t know! He foolishly assumed Kiya was alright when in reality, she wasn’t.

He wants to kill Osiris for hurting her. However, Neron didn’t blame her for her silence. Trusting him is an arduous task for Kiya within good reason. He still wishes she had said something sooner.

Unwillingly, his mind crosses back to the previous night. Neron refused to let Kiya sleep in her room, so she slept in his. If there’s a chance for that demon to come back, he wasn’t risking it. To make Kiya comfortable, he gave her his bed while he slept on his settee. However, within a few hours, he moved to the bed when she was amid a nightmare. Her pained whimpers echoed as she writhed in bed–trying to escape her torment. It was only by his touch was Kiya able to return to a peaceful slumber,

He thought it was over. After the rescue, he idiotically thought the craziness ceased. Now, the monster has returned with intentions unknown to him. And he won’t rest until Osiris‘ head is off his shoulders.

“Kiya,” Neron says. She doesn’t respond. It’s like she can’t hear him. “Kiya.” He repeats but contracts the same result. Leaning over his desk, he pokes his mate in the shoulder. It knocks Kiya back into reality, turning her head to him. “You’re nervous. It’s going to be fine. We’re going to stop this.”

“I know, I know…” She sighs. “I wasn’t expecting it to get this bad

“You didn’t ask for this.”

“I didn’t ask to be an avatar either, but here I am.” She smirks dejectedly. “Life keeps throwing rocks at me when I least expect it. I thought I could dodge them all, but not this one. This shit sucks.”

Neron wanted nothing more but to draw Kiya into his arms for a tight embrace. She probably didn’t mean to but he can sense her fear. No matter what it was, he wanted to cast it away. He wanted to be the o

as before. And Osiris dares to make

both Darien and Odessa, despite Neron not requesting their audience. He’s still infuriated at them

to. Selling one’s soul to the devil meant that they’re bound to their every command. There’s no room for disobedience or denial. They’re a slave

slave to the little devil speaking in her mind.

mind me, dear. I’m just here to listen.

and Kiya buried six–feet under. Once she’s gone, she’ll swoop in

needs to hold out for

bands on his desk “Because of the urgency of the matter,

suddenly feels

what sort?” Valerian asks.

because, frankly, I’m tired. The f*cker who kidnapped Phoebe and me weeks ago didn’t die as we

of emotions were on everyone’s faces. Shock Dismay, Anger. Worry

this been happening?” Jacqueline whispered:

his name?” Kwame asks with a quirked eyebrow. Interesting choice. But don’t like the fact that

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as I know, he doesn’t bother anyone else. It’s just me.” Kiya explains. “He takes on a form that no one can sense or touch. Like a puff of smoke coming out

saw his face?” Sapphire inquires incredulously, “But he orchestrated the kidnapping and had Cerberus try

asylum, the shadows cloaked him, as it works for and with him. I don’t know if it’s him not wanting anyone to

with a fist under his chin. Darien and Odessa remain silent. “Anyone else getting the feeling that Osiris is behind more than this? The fire was a diversion to get Kiya and Phoebe. And now, this piece of shit is back for her. Something bigger is at play here.”

meet said person last night, and he’s just how Kiya described him: no tangible form. But his voice was clear

physical

can do anything.” Everyone went silent. “I don’t know of who,

a madman. You both are avatars, whether or not I believe him doesn’t matter, but he’ll never

her ch*eks, Kiya continued. “He’s also a hybrid.”

The most common type of hybrid is if they’re born half–human because many species mate with humans. Besides that,

he bit me, he said-!”

None heard a single huff of breath. “He bit you? Is

on your

her hand unconsciously clasping over the bruise. It showcases everything she withheld for everyone to see. She knows everyone wants to help. Yet, she feels a sense of incompetency. “I can’t believe I let that slip.”

replies. “It’s only fair. We need to

couldn’t be more than a whisper. Sensing her friend’s distress, Beta Jacqueline softly grips her shoulder. That simple touch communicated between friends that the light is at the end of

“bit.” Valerian suddenly spoke. “Is Osiris a

half–vampire, half–werewolf. But, according to him, his wolf is dead, so I

makes him

you and us all. Is there anything

– A Looming Thres!

truth there is to this, but Osiris

She knew she was the traitor. Osiris chuckles within her mind, amused at the developments. He loved the attention. “Don’t worry, my pet. She doesn’t

you