Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 80 – Survival Pt. 2

“I don’t usually lose my temper, but if I get angry, it’s true- I’m scary.” – Eva Mendes

Third Person POV

A fang pricked the bottom lip of a toothy smile, a bead of blood sprouting from the incision. The shadows slithered through cracks and corners as a traveling witness to the bloodied spectacle. Trepidation tainted every air molecule while Neron sprinted through corridor after corridor to escape his fate, clutching her dagger, following him at a languid pace.

The Prince bloodline was nearing its end. Osiris stifled a chuckle in his throat as glee dipped his mind in a pleasant haze, knowing his success will be beautiful.

From the dungeons, to the basement, to the bottom floor of his home. Steel to drywall marked the trail of the maroon–eyed marauder, screeches ringing like sirens. Orange glow from the torches faded to fluorescent lighting, later fading to miniscule sunlight, spotting the darkness from the windows,

How long will the chase go on?

“She’ll never hurt again! I’ll burn everything to ash!” Lady Sanguine screeched before buckling over on her knees because of another violent jerk of her body. Osiris noticed her condition and arched an eyebrow in curiosity. His attention focused on his lady. The woman sucked in a sharp breath; hand pressed against her chest like she was having trouble breathing. “I’ll show her…” She muttered, pushing herself on her feet again with the support of the wall. “I’ll show Kiya that I love her more than you!”

She slipped off her pumps and ripped the heels from the insole before throwing her damaged shoes to the side. Newfound vigor pulsated through her ferality, urging her to surrender into the fiery lust of murder. She dashed toward Neron, eyes narrowing on his backside. A sharp whistle cut through the air near the shell of Neron’s ear, and a sharp yelp left his mouth from two violent pricks of pain sinking in his back.

The woman embedded her heels in his back.

“Onyx, any suggestions?” Neron beseeched. “I can’t keep running where there is not an exit in sight!”

“You need to fight her.”

Neron nearly skidded to a stop. “I can’t-!”

“She is winning because you’re scared! I don’t like it, but Lady Sanguine is thriving from you running instead of fighting. She expected this. The more you run, the more ammunition you give her to kill you. Running instead of facing is why people are dying left and right. We need to face the anger we helped create, Neron! You won’t be hurting her, but simply proving that you aren’t a coward.”

Continuous proclamations of hate burned hotter against the flesh of his back more than his wounds. Every word from Lady Sanguine’s frothing mouth stabbed him in the heart as he winced, eyes and hands desperately searching for a refuge. He couldn’t believe he caused this. Did killing his father in front of her give the same effect as her killing him herself?

The mind is a complex object; a mind dipped in a pool of hatred, more so..

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Neron didn’t want to fight Kiya, but was that his only option?

It is the only way.

at the thought of raising his hands

His heart thudded in against his mate again, for his sake.

You won’t hurt her.

Lady Sanguine’s steps pounded in his ears, drawing closer with each passing door. It was a deadly game of cat and mouse. The cat wanted death. The mouse wanted survival.

Stop running and start fighting for your survival.

Doors flung wide and Neron entered a spacious area, dimly lit by the dotted specs of sunlight from the drawn draperies of windows lining the wall to his right. Pristine tiles reflected his dusty and appearance as blood continued to drip from his back, the crevices drinking in every drop. A set of winding stairs extended several floors above him, permeating bleach, and other cleaning products. Neron’s nose flared, hoping to detect stray. scents of who or what might be housed in this maze of a mansion, but he found none.

But Neron didn’t have time to admire the space because a violent tackle to the ground destroyed his train of thought. Two bodies collided onto the hard ground in a sea of struggle and restraint, grunting and yelling with the dangerous blade pointed above their heads. Lady Sanguine kneed Neron in the stomach and elbowed him in the nose, a nasty crack echoing in the air.

kill you! Fight

“Your life is mine!”

“Kiya, no!”

“Shut up!”

Stab. Unsheathe.

stab

Neron’s torso and chest. Teeth stained with red gritted against each other as another stab perforated his right bicep. Onyx’s howls, enhanced by the searing pain of both silver and wolfsbane, bombarded the inner chamber of Neron’s mind and bombarded his eardrums. His wolf writhed in pain while his eyes

FIGHT BACK!

his body, where she landed on her back some feet away from him in a heap of giggles. The Alpha groaned and rolled to his side, coughing as a small pool formed. underneath his body. The pain was intolerable, reaching to the blurred edges of his

scream. He didn’t cry. Showing weakness wasn’t

body unconsciously thrusting

over her stomach. “There is no doctor here to patch your sorry ass up,

he watched his blood drip from his wound. Everything was coming in full circle; all Kiya had felt is what he is feeling now. He hissed with every inhale, his lungs drowning

up. Keep

would get it fixed, he kept it pocket. The cut Lady Sanguine made

pearly whites glittering under the lights of his home. For the first time, he made her smile. Then he remembered her forlorn expression the day she left his territory. She also wore it then. Pride and happiness bubbled in

it meant something to

couldn’t die without seeing Kiya wear it one last

You can do this.

on her feet, glaring at the man staring at his hands. “Have you already accepted your fate?” Neron didn’t

blade raised to strike him in the neck. However, Neron shot up on his feet and grappled at her wrists, restraining her from executing him. Through the blood on his face, Lady Sanguine saw his scowl and the determination burning behind

stop me! Black branched from the woman’s fingertips to her elbows, mapping out her veins underneath the snake emblem on her skin. The dark touch burned Neron’s palms, but he refused to let go. He refused

began buckling under Lady Sanguine’s strength and powers. “I’ll never understand the full extent of how I hurt you, but I

rewarded with a deep yelp. “I’m the better protector!

thighs. A pained mew! rolled from her lips as sweat dripped from her temples, the agony forcing her

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“Let me go!”

won’t!” Kiya strained, her arms looped under Lady Sanguine’s armpits. She pressed her back against her front, keeping her still while

can’t do this to

can, and I

her twin’s clutches, from stomping on her feet to hitting the

wanted was to protect you, Kiya! Why is

tears. “I told you I didn’t

You would never be safe as long as they were alive! I did what

the wiggling woman, pressing her face into the crook of her neck. Lady Sanguine froze.

“W–Why?”

ran. I kept you in here… just like I did to Halima.” Hot tears burned on Lady Sanguine’s arm like acid. She winced and jerked, but her efforts were futile under her twin’s strength “Every time I felt angry, felt you, I kept it down. Swallowed it like water and

head

did, but it has gone too far. You can’t hurt anymore

“But… Neron….

damage on him. You made your

want to! Please, just

latched on her like a koala, her puffy brown eyes gazing into her reds. “Lady Sanguine, please

was the straw that broke the camel’s back. The trio collapsed to the ground as the woman in black wailed in frustration, pain, exhaustion, and melancholy. An endless trail of Let me kill him rolled out of her tear- stained lips while tremors from her sobbing shook her body. Artemis ran over and

“1-1-1 just-!”

time

from her hand, in which Artemis kicked away.