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.

it was one

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

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

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

1. me.

do if

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.

– Part

the comfort of their

about Artemis. He could lose her again before

bouncing leg, I rested my head on my fists, calling out a hushed prayer to Selene for Kiya’s recovery. She teetered on the edge of death many times and bounced back. This time shouldn’t be any different. A hand gripped my knee in comfort. I looked up to see Nikolai offering

is strong. She’s

need to see it for myself before I could believe it.

“Alpha Anthony?”

auburn–haired doctor walked in. She clutched her clipboard and adjusted her glasses. Anthony rose from his seat

“How is she?”

her heart is strong–no physical or

that she is

eyes glistening with tears. “What happened to

in a

Kiya

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

harm, no

to ascend to the skies. Was I in my body? Didn’t seem like it. Despite the light sensation, my hands

to nudge me awake. I groaned, scuffling

minutes.”

wake up. You sleep like a damn

comfy, Artemis. Leave me

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

looks like I’ll have to wake you up

her soft growls rumbling through her chest and into

I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, my hand shot up and gripped

even think about

kinks in my body. She took a seat next to me when I noted the familiar

are we here again?” I turned

her tail swishing from side–to–side behind her. “But what I remember before we got here is that you, or rather we, passed out after we revived Neron and

in my chest. I warned Selene that I might not survive after the healing, and now I’m here again! Sighing, I rested my head against Artemis‘ pelt, relishing in the

“You’ve successfully revived a man on the edge of death. A taboo act amongst the gods, but bending the rules here and there is always

feel like there is a catch here somewhere. I

your life essence to heal the wounds of others is 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

“So… I’m unconscious?”

not just from the resurrection, but the literal hell you’ve been through under Osiris‘

before I collapsed, my body felt like it was shattering piece by piece. I had no strength to

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

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

chuckled. “There are a couple of

face when I looked up at her,

With that, she took her place some distance from

voice in the

“Kiya!”

the dark faded to features I knew too well. Shocked, I turned my

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 over to Artemis to hug her, but because of her height, Artemis had to

“Hi, Arty!”

me for help, but all I did was stifle a laugh. She rolled her eyes and nuzzled her nose into Halima’s belly, “I’ll let it slide this time. Hello to you too, Halima.”

looked embarrassed; eyes downcast as she rocked on her heels. “I’m…

in pain at Halima’s distressed expression. I took her small hand into mine and pulled her into my lap, rubbing her arm as I hugged her. “You did, but I’m okay. We’re okay, sweetheart. How are you

“I’m not in that gross place anymore, so I 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

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 no

pinky, her eyes widening

around hers without