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!

“Your life is mine!”

“Kiya, no!”

“Shut up!”

Stab. Unsheathe.

stab

for more as it sliced through the flesh of 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

FIGHT BACK!

his side, coughing as a small pool formed. underneath his body. The pain was intolerable, reaching to the blurred edges of

cry. Showing weakness wasn’t

unconsciously thrusting to the side as she

to patch your sorry ass up, just like

circle; all Kiya had felt is what he is feeling now. He hissed with every inhale,

give up. Keep

the shining object resting upon smears of red–Kiya’s full–moon pendant. Promising himself that he would get it fixed, he kept it

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 his chest whenever he spotted Kiya wearing this

it meant something to him. It meant

die without seeing Kiya wear it one

You can do this.

as she pushed herself back on her feet, glaring at the man staring at his hands.

Alpha, bloodied 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 his eyes. A twist to the wrist forced the woman to drop her knife with a yelp, and the Alpha kicked it away

fingertips to her elbows, mapping out her veins underneath the snake emblem on

understand the full extent of how I hurt you,

up, shut up!” Lady Sanguine screeched, pulling her head back and slamming her forehead on Neron’s jaw, rewarded with a deep yelp. “I’m

impaling through her stomach, dispersing to her ribcage and the apex of her thighs. A pained mew! rolled from her lips as sweat dripped from her temples, the agony forcing her knees to tremble. Breathing became harder and her thoughts scrambled like eggs.

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“Let me go!”

Sanguine’s armpits. She pressed her back against her front, keeping her still while she wiggled like

do

can, and

rocked the realm once again as she tried all means to escape her twin’s clutches, from stomping on her feet to hitting the back of her head against her jaw. But Kiya didn’t relent. It motivated her to tighten

protect you, Kiya! Why is that

“I told you I didn’t want this -all this death and

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

her incredible strength to still the wiggling woman, pressing her face into the crook of her neck. Lady Sanguine

“W–Why?”

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 moved on. I repressed you and kept burying you deeper inside of myself until I couldn’t feel you anymore. I hated you because I feared what I could

her head on

it has gone too far.

“But… Neron….

on him. You made your mark,

to! Please,

felt a small bundle of warmth wrap around her legs. She looked down to see Halima latched on her like a koala, her puffy brown eyes gazing into her reds. “Lady Sanguine, please stop. We can’t do

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.

“1-1-1 just-!”

time to

of potatoes. Her knife fell from her hand, in which Artemis kicked away. Her sniffles echoed through