Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 59 – Part of Me

“My happiness grows in dret proporce, and in inverse proportion to my expectations”

Michael Sow

Heaven was in the blue eyes of a white haired angel who saved my life.

Death had carried me over the threshold of the afterlife, ready to settle me before my matron goddess.

Ring beside Death was Onyx, my companion for eternity. That was the end of me; I gave my life to save Kia, and my fate awaited me past the darkness

However, the warmth of life called to my soul. Tendrils of holy silver pulled me away from Death toward the light. Death grumbled and stomped its feet because someone disrupted the natural process all living beings

must encounter.

At first, I didn’t want to go back. It was time for Onyx and me to move on.

Until the tendrils twirled into the shape of a hand, beckoning me to touch it. The same stretched out to Onyx, but as a paw. I heard the melodic voice of the woman I love caressing my heart and ears.

Come back to me, please.

The memories rushed back. I realized couldn’t leave yet. There was so much left unsaid and undone. Without hesitation, I took the luminous hand into mine and Onyx took the paw into his, and a flash of light pulled us both in the arms of our angel on earth.

But I couldn’t celebrate. My happiness turned to sheer panic when Kiya collapsed on top of me. Her holy light dimmed, reverting her back to her original form. Dozens of others shared my panic as a bittersweet end to an ageless battle against the darkness.

Afterwards, it was one big blur.

I didn’t take a single breath until we got to the hospital at Garnet Moon. I cradled Kiya’s limp body against my chest, her head rolling on my shoulder. The doctors and nurses hopped into action under the authority of Anthony’s command, settling Kiya on a gurney, and rolling her away further in the hospital.

Every breath, every foot tap, foretold the anxiety bubbling in each of us. The whiplash of the role reversal stressed our minds out–I died and came back. Now, there is no telling if Kiya was crossing the same threshold of death. Valerian insisted to have a nurse examine me, but I assured him I was alright.

I felt better than ever, and I felt awful about it. Why? I knew healing took a toll on Kiya’s health. She knew. The first time she healed Abigail and me, it knocked her unconscious. She used the same power to resuscitate

1. me.

I don’t know what I’ll do if Kiya ends up dying.

Asim didn’t join us, assuming he had to take care of his brother’s body. The rest of us remained in the hospital waiting room, waiting for updates. The orange sunset stretched its lights toward our feet, casting a glow that didn’t comfort us. My soldiers returned to Zircon Moon, along with my Beta and Gamma. After this

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Chapter 89 – Part of Me

“My happiness grows in direct proportion to my acceptance, and in inverse proportion to my expectations.” Michael J. Fox

Neron

Heaven was in the blue eyes of a white–haired angel who saved my life.

Death had carried me over the threshold of the afterlife, ready to settle me before my matron goddess. Walking beside Death was Onyx, my companion for eternity. That was the end of me; I gave my life to save Kiya, and my fate awaited me past the darkness.

However, the warmth of life called to my soul. Tendrils of holy silver pulled me away from Death toward the light. Death grumbled and stomped its feet because someone disrupted the natural process all living beings

must encounter.

At first, I didn’t want to go back. It was time for Onyx and me to move on.

Until the tendrils twirled into the shape of a hand, beckoning me to touch it. The same stretched out to Onyx, but as a paw. I heard the melodic voice of the woman I love caressing my heart and ears.

Come back to me, please.

The memories rushed back. I realized couldn’t leave yet. There was so much left unsaid and undone. Without hesitation, I took the luminous hand into mine and Onyx took the paw into his, and a flash of light pulled us both in the arms of our angel on earth.

But I couldn’t celebrate. My happiness turned to sheer panic when Kiya collapsed on top of me. Her holy light dimmed, reverting her back to her original form. Dozens of others shared my panic as a bittersweet end to an ageless battle against the darkness.

was one

Kiya’s limp body against my chest, her head rolling on my shoulder. The doctors and nurses hopped into action under the authority of Anthony’s command, settling Kiya on a gurney, and rolling her away further in the

The whiplash of the role reversal stressed our minds out–I died and came back. Now, there is no telling if Kiya was crossing the same threshold of death. Valerian insisted to have

Kiya’s health. She

1. me.

I’ll do if

waiting room, waiting for updates. The orange sunset stretched its

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needed the

in sadness, anguished about Artemis. He could lose her again before

to Selene for Kiya’s recovery. She teetered on the edge of death many times and bounced back. This time shouldn’t

rayo de luna is strong.

to see it for myself before I could believe it. Kiya, pull through.

“Alpha Anthony?”

auburn–haired doctor walked in. She clutched her clipboard

“How is she?”

normal, her heart is strong–no

condition that she is in

her eyes glistening with

in

Kiya

does one describe peace? Definitions and descriptions vary from person to person,

No harm, no fouls,

my body? Didn’t seem like it. Despite the light sensation, my hands felt a hard texture. All of me did. Yet, I didn’t want to move. I wanted

hip, trying to nudge me

minutes.”

sleep like a

Artemis.

me with her snout. I didn’t budge. Shuffling was heard, and I

to wake you up the ol‘

cheeks with her soft growls rumbling

on my worst enemy, my hand shot up and gripped her

think about

my knees, stretching my arms above to loosen any kinks in my body. She took a seat next to me when I noted the familiar place we were in. The white world. The warmth

again?”

her tail swishing from side–to–side behind her. “But what I remember before we got here is that

my head against Artemis‘ pelt, relishing in

smile, hands folded in front of her silver dress. “You’ve successfully revived a man on

but I feel like there is a catch here somewhere.

a double–edged sword. You gave everything you got to bring Neron back, but your body couldn’t keep up. Think of it as the energy of your soul was drained to the maximum, so you need time to

“So… I’m unconscious?”

“Your body needs to heal, not just from the resurrection, but the literal hell you’ve been through under

understanding. Moments before I collapsed, my body felt like it was shattering piece by piece. I had no strength to hold myself up, let

sadness as she expelled a soft sigh. “Only time will tell, my child. But no harm will come to you. You’re being

couldn’t wait to hug them again. Selene ran her smooth hands through my curls, her fingers massaging my scalp. I let out a quiet purr as I leaned backward and relaxed into her tender touch. A similar sound came from Artemis when Selene petted her,

a couple of things you need to take care of

on my face when I looked up at

place some distance from

small voice in

“Kiya!”

tiny figure running toward me. The closer it was, the more the dark faded to features I knew too well. Shocked, I turned my entire

Halima giggled and muzzled her head into the crook of my neck, her curls tickling my chin. Once we separated, I noticed her change of clothing. Instead of the filthy dress, she wore a pure white, thick strapped dress brushing over her knees. Her hair was brushed out and healthy, matching mine right down to the smallest curl. She even scampered

“Hi, Arty!”

She rolled her eyes and nuzzled her nose into Halima’s

released Artemis before turning to me. “Thank you for freeing us, Kiya. And…” She suddenly looked embarrassed; eyes downcast as she rocked

into my lap, rubbing her arm as I hugged

feel happy!” Artemis sat next to us, resting her head near my knees. Halima took it as a sign to pet her head. “All I wanted was for you to see me, Kiki. I didn’t want you to

her existence because the past was too painful. But this experience changed my entire perspective. Halima was more than my inner child–she was the innocence in my heart. She bore all my unhealed trauma and suffered alone in the dark. Osiris took advantage of her vulnerability because of my fears. “I made mistakes and ignored you, but

up a pinky, her eyes widening with innocent

pinky around hers without