Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 171

Chapter 82 Safehouse

“There is safety in the very heart of danger.“– Vincent van Gogh

Neron

Am I dead?

My body teetered on a metaphysical ledge, floating above the thin, invisible line separating both states of humanity’s transience. Life and Death. The land of the living versus the world of the deceased. It was strange; the encompassing pain from my wounds faded into nothingness. Sweet euphoria rolled through my body like gentle ocean waves, dousing me from head to toe in pleasant cool. Peace. Serenity.

I felt secure. Safe..

I could breathe without the nefarious blood gurgling in my lungs. Healed. I was healed, but I sit on the cusp of death, beckoning me to its embrace with open arms.

Death was taught to be a terrifying event because no one truly knew what happens to us after we die. Stories of divine punishment and eternal damnation, passed down through generations, cultivated the fear of our mortality and the desire of immortality. We know the dreadful things we’ve done and are terrified to answer for them to a higher power.

But I knew what awaited me on the other side. My Moon Goddess. What if this was my time to go? What if, despite the shit from the past summer, I’ve ignored the signs of my imminent death? My bloodline had to end at some point, since it carried nothing but destruction. This was meant to happen, foretold by destiny’s silence. Who am I to question it?

I couldn’t feel the bond connecting my soul to the land of the living.

Hmm. In the end, Osiris got what he wanted.

But, if there is one regret I had, is not seeing Kiya’s award–winning smile before I passed. The one thing that kept me fighting through the messed–up crap thrown at me since day 1. I couldn’t even give her the necklace

Wait! Her necklace!

In a flash of panic, I patted down

jewelry to the metaphysical.des to check if I had it, but of course, I didn’t. Dead men don’t bring

jewelry to the metaphysical. I never got it fixed! How could I have thought about passing over if I couldn’t fix

her necklace before I did?

I need… I need to go back!

Without warning, I felt something wet and cold press up against my hip, followed by soft fur tickling the back of my neck. I jerked around to be met with a familiar pair of gold eyes that had been with me, though thick and thin, belonging to someone I consider my brother. A huff escaped his nose when I wrapped my arms around his bulky body in a tight hug.

*Yeah, yeah, I’m here, dummy.” Onyx scoffed, with a hint of amusement in his voice. He nuzzled his snout against the crook of my neck before licking my face. “I came here before you were to make the dumb–ass

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ecision of accepting death. I’m not ready to die yet and you sure as hell aren’t taking me with you!”

“My bad, Onyx.” I averted my eyes, heat rolling into my cheeks. “I just…”

“You don’t need to say anything. I know what you were feeling.” He sat on his rear end, gazing down at me. “But you need to pull yourself together.”

“Are we safe?”

You’ll feel like shit, though. Silver

the stabbing. Sucking in a deep breath, I knew I had to go back. Too much left unanswered and

his silky head tilting from left to right. “Well, there is one option.

eyebrow, now concerned. “Weird ways?

want to see

“Onyx, what the-!”

a deafening bark

to

of my mouth, pulling my body up like a rag–doll. My coordination must’ve taken extra time off for my mini–coma because I lost my balance on

“FUCK! OW!”

at my biceps, pulling me up to the soft cushion. of what I assume was a couch. Pain exploded all over,

welcome.” Onyx

“Fuck you.”

incestuous. And

love and hate that

look down to see that I was cleaned up from the blood, and medical

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groaned, rubbing my

handing me a cup of water,

“For

heaven.” Valerian grumbled, messing with the buttons on his phone.

of my stomach, glancing at my hands as horror coursed. through my

need to apologize, bro.” My Gamma patted my shoulder, avoiding the gauze. “We’re

glass and wood, to the simple décor of antique vases and plates sitting inside glass cabinets, intimidating the beauty of the morning sky. The couch I sat upon was

me held a simple bowl of apples and

home and hearth were

this is

I jerked my head to see the man in question coming from the kitchen with a plate full of rice and chicken. It took my mind a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t Osiris, despite their incredible resemblance. “It won’t be my home for long, however. I’m

have

Asim grinned, the corner of his eyes crinkling with his smile.

that means you’re an avatar, as well.” He nodded. “Wouldn’t your brother find

“No. Just like our parent’s home, this place is shielded under the blessings of my god, Everything inside this home is under his protection, which

should be.”

you stab him?” Valerian asked, eyebrow

isn’t the only one who can deal with knives and daggers.” Sadness and regret reflected in Asim’s violet eyes as he exhaled a weighty sigh. It hurt

can’t get too comfortable.” Kwame mentioned. “They

the streets right now.”

absolutely crucial for us to leave.” Asim patted his thighs once and handed me the plate of food. “Eat up. You need

the plate and was about to eat until a hefty reminder popped

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and Steven! They’re-

shook under uncontained emotion. “We got them out. It took time too, but since Garnet Moon was the closest

a soft snarl. “They got lucky. If we left them any longer,

look at my Beta, close to a mother whose children

She shot back. “Your mother

mate’s parents and my son’s grandparents. Do you know how hard it was getting off the phone with them and Adonis asking about them?” His hand squeezed his phone, metal absorbing in his

authority bleeding through my command. Valerian closed his mouth immediately, but not without a scoff as his legs carried him to the window, staring out at the obscure sky. “Watch yourself, Valerian. Disrespecting

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