Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 43 – Missing

“The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Kiya

When someone is on the brink of death, their life flashes before their eyes. They see their successes, mistakes, long–forgotten memories, treasured memories, and more. No matter how they live, they see everything they’ve done before leaving life forever.

Dying is a process I’ve familiarized myself with. I craved it whenever the pain became overwhelming. It was a path of escape. The sweet relief. What remains afterward is silent tranquility.

However, I’m not dead. I’m very much alive, as told by the pain running through my body.

Malodorous scents suffocated me as I slowly grabbed the reins of my consciousness. Diesel fuel was the strongest, but my werewolf senses detected more. It detected blood from multiple people integrating into what I believe Hell smells like. The ringing in my ears hammered against my skull, and my eyesight slowly cleared to reveal the horrific scene before me.

I remember everything now. My family and I were on our merry way back to California until something hit our van. Something hard, large, and powerful. Our world tumbled and spun like the inside of a dryer before coming to a chilling stop. Glass made their home in and on my flesh, preventing my rapid healing from working properly.

We’re in a car crash.

And the smell of blood is coming from my friends and family!

Oh my Goddess, Abigail!

A car crash won’t kill a werewolf, but it can kill a human. Groaning, I tried to move but was met with searing pain. The impact of whatever hit my side created a huge dent with the depth of a moon crater. The people who suffered more from it would be Mom, me, and those behind me. Abi is sitting on the other side of Jackie, shielded by her body. But, with the tumbling, there’s no telling how hurt she is.

This is going to be tough, but I must do it. Miraculously, the framed portrait Neron gifted me didn’t have a dent. It’s as perfect as when it was unwrapped.

Shuffling and ignoring the mind–numbing pain, I reached my arm over Jackie’s awakening form and grabbed hold of Abigail’s hand. I concentrated all my thoughts and emotions to heal her. Sure enough, the lunar power flowed from me into my human friend, mending and weaving through her arteries and veins to repair her injuries.

“Kiya, be careful,” Artemis warned. “Healing uses a lot of energy.”

“I know, but I need to be sure she’s okay!”

Abigail is not dying on my watch.

As I’m healing her, I grow weak. It feels like a weight is pressed against my back. My grip on Abi’s hand slipped, but I held on as tight as I could. When she started moving, I stopped, elated that she’s okay. A chorus

Chapter 41 – Masing

of groaning and cussing followed as everyone came to consciousness.

My family is okay.

“What the actual f*ck?” Darien grumbles behind me, irritated. “There’s no one for miles; how the hell did we get into a crash?”

“What matters is that everyone is alive,” Dad spoke strongly, working to push open the driver’s side. “Abigail? Are you alright?”

“I’m 6

to Kiya and her

dusting the glass out of her hair. “You can

energy. I feel winded, like I ran a double marathon and I hate it. I hate

Mom had to crawl to the driver’s side because the impact totaled

and sadness surrounding us. This road is rarely occupied by many cars unless people are

or whatever hit us had

Jackie comforted Abigail with hugs and sweet whispers, Isaiah made sure Sapphire didn’t have glass residue and vice versa, and Mikhail is talking to a shaken–up Galen. Mates are soothing one another, and

holding up?” I turned to Darien, walking to me with a look of worry. He searched for injuries on my person

I shot him a reassuring smile

make out, but it raged like fire. Shutting his eyes and inhaling deeply, he gave me

to you,” I replied softly. There’s more Darien wanted to say, but he held back. Instead, he simply walked

That was

his phone.

cares, mi amor.” Mom chuckled,

us all to bristle in place.

around us.

undead rogues are

to get damaged in the

became three. Three became

became an

to their titles as disobedient and ruthless dogs. Mom and

still fight as if they still are.

I know it!

on us, aiming for the kill. My parents attacked, and we followed suit. Abigail, like a true warrior,

strength, but I fought my hardest. Punches

my family is a guaranteed

time, there is a level of viciousness in his slaughter. Restless in his pursuits, he chased the rouges that

the rogues. And I have a good idea of what it is.

something big and heavy wrapped around my head and effortlessly lifted me in the air. Suddenly, my body was violently thrown like a rag–doll away from the chaos. I landed on the forest

stomps coming toward me. Just by that singular sound, it floods my mind with the

me through a f*cking windshield on my date!

– Missing

avoided the large fist hurtling towards me, rolling away. The tree bark groaned from impact, but the monster didn’t flinch. All this time, I thought the

His black–cloaked form marched toward me, ready for another attack. This time, I caught his fist with both my hands, restraining against his indomitable might. I pushed, and he pushed, equalizing the force

the hell away from me!” Summoning my moon magic, I kicked the goliath in the stomach with both my feet, forcing him back

I can’t lead Cerberus to them! I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time, especially now my parents are there. He’ll kill

mom shouted through our mind–link. “Where

a sticky situation with a seven–foot–tall avatar

are you talking about?!”

can’t explain right now, Moar!”

I lead Cerberus away, then he won’t have the chance to attack them. He’s always been after me, so I can use that to my advantage. Hopping on my feet, ignoring my lightheadedness, I yelled for his attention and began running away

me through the trees, tearing them from their roots. Once I’m far enough, I turn

him