Untouchable by Marii Solaria

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Chapter 58 The Dagger

“Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.“–Laurell K. Hamilton

Third Person POV

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A black and gold embroidered paddle brush glides through ebony strands from the roots to the ends, gripped. by a pale hand, Kiya sat in a chair in front of a full–length mirror in a black nightgown and a teddy bear in her lap. Her crimson eyes fluttered close as she sunk into her pampering, purring quietly. The hair attendant, one of the many hybrids living in Osiris‘ home, released a silent huff of relief. Faini red scars on her white skin were connected with vivid memories of a treacherous training day where she came face–to–face with a sadistic smile and pointed claws from the woman beneath her.

But she couldn’t do anything about it. Not with Osiris‘ heavy and watchful gaze reflecting from the looking glass. Leaning against the doorframe, the vampire allowed his thoughts to fill his mind about his woman. It wasn’t too long ago he had watched Klyn dance freely under the starless sky, Strongest at night, strips and wisps of her dark powers followed her every move, sculpting It to her liking.

Her childlike laughter vibrated through the cool air, free from anguish.

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filled with joy and glee. A marvelous sight for Osiris to see; watching his darling sharpen her powers without realizing it.

It had been three days since Kiya’s turn to the darkness, and the vampire couldn’t be happier. Knowing his dream is within his grasp, fate rewarded him with his hard work. Sweet to him, but a beast to her enemies. The new Kiya was everything Osiris wanted; a partner and a powerful weapon rolled into one.

However, the sheer level of her powers was unprecedented. Selene’s avatars are formidable. The moon is an influential force, but under the cloak of the shadows, even more so.

Molding the mind to personal benefit is a skill many cannot accomplish. It required tremendous concentration and a sharp vision. To Osiris‘ surprise, she mastered it quite quickly when she used her ‘trainers‘ as her prey as she hunted. Developments galore, and it meant the duo will be unstoppable. However, the seed of curiosity spouted in his mind; what else could Kiya do?

After the hair attendant scurried out of the bedroom, Kiya let out a huge yawn, stretching her arms above her head. She was tired. Spotting a pair of reflective reds from the mirror, her exhaustion melted away instantaneously. A grin broke out when she turned to the door. Sprinting toward the vampire, the woman leaped and wrapped her arms around his neck as her bear dangled from her fingertips.

“Hi, Osiris!” She greeted; her pitch higher than normal. “Are you going to tuck me in?”

The vampire chuckled, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger. As much as he liked her curls, he decided

it was best for her to change her look. “As always, my dear. However, we need to talk.”

The light in Kiya’s crimson eyes dulled. “Can we talk in the morning? I’m sleepy.”

“We could, but we won’t. Getting you up for training was hard enough. I only let you sleep in because your body was adjusting to your new developments.”

“I should still sleep in.”

stop stalling and let

…Under one condition.”

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than her happiness. Sighing, he unraveled her arms around

get an extra two hours of

“One.”

the seams. Anger perfused from her body and her darkness rumbled, threatening to

hours, but

shined through. “I knew you’d

led her to her bed where she sat with a bounce. Kiya’s behavior struck him as odd, especially with a toy in her hands. Childlike. A witch conjured the bear using a spell. Now, the toy is attached to her hip. It did not differ from when he first met Halima in the deepest pits of Kiya’s spirit, becoming clingy as he was the only other person she’d spoken to. Now, parts of that child’s personality bled into

and bloodthirsty. Birthed carnage from her palms, turning her “trainers into her prey. Her toys for her to play with. His servants had other uses besides accompanying him through his mission.

honored that they’re helping their Lady become the best she can be, as she is their ticket to a

she belonged to him. Kiya is his possession and object of desire. He will slaughter anyone who dares to come between him and her.

“What

got you

gasped in excitement. “Another gift? Where? I want to

couple of minutes, Osiris returned to Kiya’s room with a large, black velvet box with red brocades sewn in at each corner. It piqued

the box to her.

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power radiated from within, coiling and ready to latch onto whoever dared to open it. A rational person would’ve ditched the box and run like hell. Not Kiya. She wanted to what was inside. magic told

longer there to tell her to be careful. Her voice was as silent as death. The shroud of devilry clouded her gut instincts, infecting her fading humanity, and

smile crept its way on Osiris‘ face when Kiya’s

was a dagger, a tool for either noble defense or cold- hearted deeds. Silence befell the woman as infinite possibilities of its use running a

quillons, both curved upward to mimic

her to retract her fingers. Healing fast. Kiya gripped the bloodstone handle, picking up her new weapon. Lightweight and durable. Excellent for

reflection stared back at her, eyes heavy and wicked. Until it shifted. The corners of her vision hazed over, her reflection morphing into the man she hated the most. Was it a hallucination? No matter what Kiya did, the bastard made a mark on her soul that she couldn’t get rid of. And it burned with her every breath.

her, conveying

the illusion in between the eyes. The air was suddenly rent by the sound of shattering glass, raining down fragments sharp enough to cut on contact. Osiris eyes widened at Kiya’s sudden action, but it failed to damp his grin. Rage is a mighty weapon. Rather than having it aimed at him, it’ll be used to unleash hell on those who’ve created it. Folding one leg over

Her voice dropped an octave, low and menacing. “Is

weapon of destruction for you.” Osiris led Kiya back to the bed, ignoring the teddy bear falling on its face. Kiya stepped on it, unfazed. “If I’m not mistaken, it is like the blade you used to

blade. ready to

tormenters are not With that blade, you can make them truly suffer. And you’re very creative, my darling. I can’t wait to see

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Kiya hissed, palm rubbing her chest. “The pain. I

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once the villains who caused it are dead.” Osiris whispered, taking a hand and kissing the back of her palm. “And they hurt you