Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 85 The Final Confrontation Pt. 1

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“If not me then who? Confront evil!“– Ken Poirot

Kiya

Hair straight.

Heels on.

Dress donned.

I hoped to Selene that this will be the last time I’d ever wear this garb, caked in the blood of my victims. The scent of death wrapped around my body like a weighted blanket, and it was nauseating. Today was the day I take Osiris down for good. The telltale throb from the crimson blotch on my neck foretold his readiness to find me; to take me back in his arms and complete his destiny. I expelled a hefty sigh as I stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, eyes tracing every stress line and blackhead on my face.

Brown eyes stared back at me. My brown eyes.

“Will this plan work, Artemis? Osiris isn’t an idiot. He’ll see right through me.”

“It’s the only plan we got, Kiki.”

Infiltrate. Signal. War. The linear path for the plan to run without problems. But, knowing my fucking luck, shit might go sideways. The desperation for freedom settled in. Every passing minute I could feel the lingering sensations of Osiris‘ fingers grazing my skin like a haunting spirit attached to my essence. Through this damn bond, I’m tied to him in ways I never expected–mind, body, and soul.

That shit ends today.

I walked out of my bedroom and met with my family and friends in the shrinking living room. Whatever conversation they had died as soon as I walked in, their expressions scrunching up into worry, I knew who was going to be the first to speak out against this plan.

“I still think you shouldn’t go.” Mom spoke, hiding her fingers under her thighs; a habit she developed whenever her anxiety manifested into tremors. “What if Osiris tries to pull you back to him? We just got you back!

“I’m

going, Mom.” I reaffirmed, steeling my resolve. “We don’t have much time left. Osiris could be prowling the streets right now. Who knows who he’ll hurt to find me?”

“Kiya, it is our job to worry about you, even more so now.” Dad mumbled, his hands cradling Mom’s, a thumb running over her knuckles. Anthony walked up behind him and rested his palms on his shoulders. “What will you do if Osiris tries to hurt you?”

“He already has, and he’ll continue to hurt me until I stop him.” With a man like that, he’ll do anything to stay in control, even if it meant turning into the monster he hated for decades. I seem to have the misfortune of encountering power–hungry men like that. “Let that moment come. Mom, Dad, I made my decision. I need to end this.”

Jackie walked up to me and brused her band og myered hair. She offered a sunny I returned. I could fear her rapid heartbeat tough her free. She’s scared. “You came up wit plan, but it won’t stop from worrying about you. Little B. You went through a tough time”

“Some of us more than other.”

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smile.

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“Yeah, but things are different this time. We don’t know what would happen once you walk out that door. Can you blame as” Her voice cracked my heart. The been going through the motions of madness–felt it, seen it, smelled it tasted I didn’t think about the people witnessing those motions and the helplessness tied to it None of them deserved to be fomented the that

muscled

cheek, watching her face met from the touch. Tim sorry. I’ll make it

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wrist. My head turned to be met with Neron’s even pleading with me to consider my stance. His earthy scent still lingered in

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he to see you go back to… He exhaled a sharp sigh but woule a

to my cheeks

diverge from the plan because Goode

wrapped around my wrist. “Life is awfully

walked up higher with

he used to inture Osiris. It slid into my Remember

launch the signal.

“You

Wolema side–hugged me, her fragrant perfume of sea water and lavender tickling my

“I will

it. Time to

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bumpy in their warmth for eremity, I span on my heels and faced the doce. A niggling feeling

could go astray. Osiris might suck me back into that blackened fantary, hum me, or even kill me for running away from him. The chains of this PENSIVE CARNEristig

wanted to be back with my

popped once 1 penetrated the holy barrier that

Except me.

of my soul; my anger nestled in its cocoon of security. Pretending to be her twisted my stomach because the thoughts running through my head were

damn actor 1 can

straight into the

what did I

alike as my nostrils flared to detect the rancid scents of Osiris‘ subordinates. I

behind the trees, their eyes lighting up at my arrival. They wasted no time bringing me back to Lady Sanguine’s birthplace: the five–story stony prison. Movement zipped through one window on the top floor,

Osiris.

Shit.

by. Damn that Anti–Spray for being so effective. A whiff of familiarity

flying toward me from the top of the staircase. Thick bandages peeked out from under his violet vest. The weight of the dagger on my thigh grew heavy, reminding me of its presence. If I just plunge the blade into his neck, it’ll all be

be crafty. There was a reason humans consider snakes to be

taking his place in front of me. My left eye twitched, but I overall kept an apathetic, stony expression. “I knew you’d come back to

him in the wound!” Artemis shouted in my head. “He won’t deny these

I last saw

before, and the bottom of his Tanes pokest out from his bottom lip.

Pucking hell.

no reason for you to doubt me.” I reply, my voice dropping an octave. “Returning to

Osiris. There is nothing that can keep me

Goddess, I’m drinking

in a furious, needy kiss, with his unhesitant tongue wiggling into my mouth. The mark on my neck throbbed to the beat of excitement. It took everything in me to contain my nausea from spilling into his mouth. Artemis screamed in sheer

things I do for my fucking

deserve a fucking Oscar

moment to waste, he hauled me up the staircase into what

alive! The bastard forced me to change my plans.” He brought his shaking hands down from his head. and sped up his pacing. “The fucker left me to suffer! He’ll pay for abandoning me! His head would