Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 81 – Asir

“Maybe I couldn’t help everyone survive, but I could, at least, save this one life.“– Tiana Warner

Nerva

Glass shards rained around Kiva and I as our bodies descended to the green grass, stray shards sinking inte my open wounds when I landed on my feet. Big mistake. The shock wave of the landing rippled through my feet to my head, the fierce explosions of pain forcing me on my knees. It took a god’s worth of willpower to not curse out my existence. My wounds were sobbing for relief, their tears of blood continued to feed the earth with my misery.

Every damn thing hurt!!

But I couldn’t show any weakness, not when Osiris was hot on my heels.

My eyes found an open entrance into the thick forest, the sum peppering the trail of freedom on the brown. barks. I could make a run for it, but where would I go? I don’t know the area or where I am at, so I’d be wasting my energy. Not to mention that I don’t think I can get far with my injuries, Breathing, now, was so Painful to do. I tried standing, but my knees instantly gave out under me, reluctant to cooperate with me. Even my peripheral vision began muddling into an opaque blur.

I have kiya, but how the hell am I going to survive this?

A weak groan from below caressed my eardrums. I looked down at Kiya with a smile gracing my lips, taking a moment to admire the serenity softening her face. Eyes closed, full lips slightly parted, her messy straight hair splayed on her forehead and cheeks like an open fan. Blood was smeared across her exposed skin, including her cheeks and neck, but she still looked gorgeous. Her honeyed scent was sweetening right under my nose, no longer the sourness that morphed into my nightmares.

How could this be the same woman who tried to kill me ten minutes before?

“Kiya.” 1 murmured, shaking her as gently as I could. Footsteps inched closer behind me, signaling the approach of the beast. I could feel Osiris” fangs ready to tear my throat open. “You need to run. Please, wake up.”

Kiya didn’t. Instead, she pressed her body to mine, latching her arms around my neck. She couldn’t be doing. this voluntarily, right? As much as I wanted to rejoice, I couldn’t. I propped Kiya’s body carefully on one knee when the strain on my arms became too much. Adrenaline left my body at a hurried pace, blistering agony taking refuge. Not even Onyx could heal me, for the silver injured him as well. My mind swam under the atmosphere of pain, helpless to keep up with the rapid change of hormones.

Goddess, I can’t let things end here!

“Touching what is mine is a death wish, dear Neron.” A voice snarled from behind. I turned my head to face the orchestrator of this hell, walking toward me with black energy misting in one hand and an enormous snake slithering around the other. Rage exploded in my chest at this bastard claiming Kiya to be his. “Since Lady Sanguine couldn’t kill you, I’ll do it myself and have her punished for defiance.”

“With

my Goddess willing, I will rip your torso in half if you try to touch Kiya!” I roared, holding Kiya against my body like a guardian to their princess. My body demanded rest, sleep clouding all five senses, trying to

force me to keel over. She whimpered, mild tremors rocking her body to where I could feel them rolling through my arts.

“You can barely stand, useless Alpha. What makes you think you can fight me?” Osiris giggled, his silvery hair flowing with the breeze. Under human scrutiny, many would dare to call him beautiful. But today, he was a monster. This man inserted himself into my life, ruined Kiya, and leveled Zircon Moon from the ground.

I didn’t feel hatred. No, this was a level beyond hatred. I wanted Osiris gone.

However, he was right. I was in no shape to fight him. As Osiris drew closer, I continued to shake Kiya awake, but she tightened her hold around me. Burrowing. Hiding. Trying to get as close as she could to me, wanting to bury herself underneath my Eesh

She was scared. And so was I.

But there was that inkling of hope niggling at the back of my mind. I don’t know where it came from, but it was insistent. It tells me that all will be okay; this isn’t the end. Help is coming. Do I hold out for it or try Eight Osiris, resulting in my death?

“Hand my darling over.”

“Over my dead body.”

I prefer it that

death itself, bracing myself for the life–snatching impact. Unafraid. Unflinching. I refused to go out

⠀ *ASIR=”

like plates, and his skin paled into pallid brown. I watched the tremors seize control of his body while unshed tears glossed over his eyes, downgrading from menace to vulnerable child. He turned, gradually with

I realized the perpetrator looked

What the fuck?!

Osiris

My older brother.

My older twin brother.

alive

sibling’s touch and it would kill me for it. The twin bond, the bond I thought to be long deceased, fluttered to life when we locked eyes. The violet hue of his eyes put the iolite gemstone to shame–sharing a remnant of our mother’s beauty. He took after

he gifted me through his pain, the affectionate touch of his palms

say. “I won’t abandon you in this

never fade. Not even Alpha

You must be strong. Predators can

my half. You must be

be perfect,

Sleep on my

“We’re in this together.”

and full of purpose. I stepped back, uncertain if what I was seeing is an

what the hell are you doing?” He demanded, staring right through me with a

voice, only harder, with a deeper timbre. Instead of a headstrong kid, he was an

Until he disappeared and left me alone under the Alpha’s.

He. Fucking. Promised. Me!

body growing with my rage, and

never acknowledged my prayers; always picking favorites over those who truly needed help! Asim was no better than her, and it is now

shame that

I felt nothing.

shouted, ignoring his question. “How long have you

have a

that tied me back to that frail little boy crying for his mommy. “My name is Osiris and you’ll

me.” Asim retorted, taking another deliberate step toward me. “Creating chaos and destroying lives–I

Things have changed, and it is about time you did too.” His gaze

hurt the Alpha or his woman

“I claimed her! I made her into who she is today, and I’ll be damned if I

me.”

never belonged to you!” Asim roared back, his fists trembling at his sides. He was as furious as I was, baring his teeth at me as his eyes flashed gold. “Tampering with bonds Selene created will only bring you

the benefit of the doubt?” A loud cackle escaped

Selene.” Asim retorted. He reached into his satchel and pulled a golden item out, sharp. and pointed, discarding the bag to the side. “But you