Chapter 23 – The Bonding “Being a family means you are a part of something very wonderful. It means you will love and be loved for the rest of your life.” – Lisa Weed Third Person Halima pushed open the mahogany double doors, taking her first steps into the Garnet Moon assembly hall. Immediately, she was overwhelmed by the boisterous volume of excited conversations muddling in the energetic atmosphere. Her deep brown eyes scanned the hall from the stage to the last tables, everything decorated with some shade of blue and silver, reminding her of Selene’s aesthetic months ago. Unlike the decorations, every member dressed in an assortment of colors that would rival the rainbows after a rainy day. For once, she was taking part in an event versus working behind the scenes. It made her happy yet scared at the same time. “How long are you going to stand there?” Artemis asked impatiently. The human didn’t hold the same amount of excitement her wolf did. “I don’t know where to sit! Every seat is taken!” Halima retorted, clutching her glittered purple purse tighter. She was nervous. She was in a room full of happy strangers while she stood awkwardly. However, in a flash, her eyes spotted the Alpha table near the front, noticing Luna Lyra waving her down with a beaming smile. Relief rushed over her like a hurricane as she trotted towards the table. Immediately, Halima was engulfed in a hug from Lyra, embracing her face against her bosom, almost suffocating. ப “Mija, you look beautiful!” Pulling the girl out of the hug, Lyra cradled her cheek. She wore a deep red dress that complimented and hugged every curve she had, her hair neatly curled to perfection rested on her back and her gold jewelry jingled with every movement she made. “I’m so happy you’re able to join us.” Heat flushed in Halima’s brown cheeks from being called beautiful. She wanted to reject that statement but couldn’t find the words to say so. A squeaky “Thank you.” were the only words that escaped from her embarrassment. She took a quick look around the Alpha table to see the mated couple, Anthony and Alesia, in matching ensembles of white and blue, Lyria dressed in a simple yellow two–piece dress, and Nikolai adorning a black suit with a red tie that matched his mate’s attire. They all look like the picture–perfect, powerful family and she felt like an awkward bird that fell into the wrong territory. “You look lovely.” Nikolai rose out of his seat to give the girl a hug which she gratefully accepted. “How are you feeling?” “I’m alright,” Halima replied with a curt nod. “This is the first passage ceremony I’ve taken part in, so I’m curious to see how it goes.” “There is nothing much to it,” Lyria commented. “People say a few things, bonding happens, we eat, and then we have a bonfire–the best part of the celebration! You have to come to that.” Halima beamed with excitement, expecting a good night. “So, where do I sit? I don’t see an empty seat anywhere.” “I think two people already made a spot for you.” Following Alesia’s line of sight, the girl spotted Jacqueline madly waving her down, patting a chair next to her while Dwayne pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. It made sense, Halima had Beta blood, so she should sit at the Beta table. Bidding the Alpha family goodbye, יד Chapter 23 – The Bondag she walked towards her designated seat. Jacqueline leaped to hug her, yanking her down to her chair. “You came!” Jackie cheered. “Now the entire pack is here!” “I’m not part of the pack, yet. You know this!” Halima corrected. “But, I’m glad to be here, anyway.” “You know,” Dwayne spoke, glaring at his sister. “You should have a little more dignity. You’re about to become this pack’s Beta. Waving like a madman would draw the wrong attention.” “No one likes a stiff neck.” Jackie shrugged, smoothing out her black dress. “I can do my job and have fun at the same time.” Dwayne rolled his eyes. Halima chuckled and looked to the adults at the table, Violet and Alan Seals. She met Alan a couple of days ago when he was finishing up a meeting with Alpha Nikolai. She liked him and admired his firmness with his children. Especially Jackie when she goes off the rails. “It looks like my products are doing your hair justice.” Violet smiled proudly. “Your hair is lively and growing well.” “Yes, and I can’t thank you enough for it.” Halima felt proud that her hair was finally getting itself back to normal. With the amount of abuse it endured, she thought it was hopeless. But, with Violet’s help and expertise, it had become healthier in two months than it had in years. Plus, the smell of the products brought her boundless joy. Her eyes darted to the stage where the elders finished setting the ritual table, chalices, and ceremonial daggers. She noticed a pure white chalice and dagger for the passaging Lunaship. “What are they for?” “The passage ritual.” Beta Alan explained. “We pass the torch through blood, so our Moon Goddess recognizes the new successors.” “Ah.” Halima didn’t recognize the items as an integral part of the ceremony, but it interested her. “Speaking of which, it looks like it’s time to begin the ceremony.” Beta Female Violet pointed out as Nikolai and Lyra rose out of their seats. Beta Alan and Gamma Ahmed followed shortly after to join their Alpha and Luna on stage, preparing to take a step down from their legacies. Halima was in awe as she bared witness to the passage of power right before her eyes. Used to being g on the sidelines, not by choice, it made her heart swell to take part in a once–in–a–lifetime ceremony. She watched Anthony assume the role of Alpha, Alesia assumed her role as Luna, Jacqueline and Dwayne as Co–Betas, and All as the new Gamma. She could feel Selene watching over the sacred ritual, giving her blessings for the new generation. It made her happy to the point a lone tear fell down her cheek. Artemis, deep within her, was elated at the sight, ecstatic to be a witness to her new friends assuming their rightful roles. Thundering applause and ear–piercing cheers erupted throughout the assembly hall. Each member feeling their bond grow stronger and that new, young blood would lead them on the path of righteousness. Garnet Moon was a powerful and formidable pack, their power was not to be trifled with foolishness. It took a great deal of strength, courage, and honor to lead one of the most powerful packs in America. Halima saw her friends in a new light, a light cast by the Moon Goddess herself. She joined in on the applause, grinning with pride. They will lead with greatness. She could feel it deep within her heart. But the ritual was not over yet. Unbeknown to Halima, there was something else planned for the second part of the ritual that involved her. Anthony, now Alpha Anthony, walked towards the podium and used the power in his Alpha voice to calm the pack down of their mini celebrations. “We are not done yet, my friends.” Alpha Anthony announced, grasping at Lana Alesia’s hand lovingly. “There is one more thing that must be done before the Great Feast, Many of you have come to us for aid, for a home, and we welcomed you with open arms. Whether you were born into Garnet Moon, or have joined ritualistically, you are family. We all are composed of many species and we work harmoniously together. strengthen and better this pack. Our strength does not lie in our numbers, but in our honor and compassion for one another. But not everyone here is bonded with us, and we need to change that.” His eyes turned to Italima, sitting next to Beta Female Violet at their table, “Halima Lane, would you please come to the stage? “WHAT?” Both she and Artemis screamed Internally. Anxiety racked her body, her heart raced and sweat accumulated around her body, Glancing a pleading look at Violet, the girl a prideful and loving smile, as if she knew what was about to happen. Halima felt dozens upon dozens of eyes focused on her, making her the center of attention–The role she hated the most. “Go on, dear,” Violet whispered, grasping her hand. “The Alpha is waiting.” “I don’t think I can do this…” “Here.” A pale hand stuck out to her, warm and inviting. Halima looked up to see the girl the hand belonged to. Golden, curly hair cascaded down her shoulders, eyes electric blue, skin void of any … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 23” »
Category: Untouchable Online Novel
Untouchable (The Moonlight Avatar Series Collection) Novel – 1
“N-no! It’s not like that!” I pleaded, tears swimming down my face. “I don’t want this! You have to believe me, please!” His large hand violently grabbed my throat, lifting me off the ground effortlessly. His fingers trembled with every squeeze, tightening the airways vital for my life. I coughed; choked as his anger burned through my pores and incinerated me internally. The amount of hate Neron holds for me is strong, and I knew there was no getting out of this alive. “As if I’ll believe a murderer!” Neron’s voice is shrill against my ears.
Book 2 of the Moonlight Avatar Series
There is more than just history and bad blood between Neron Prince, Alpha of the Zircon Moon Pack, and Kiya Guerrero, the mate he cast aside—darkness is falling. A shadow born of anger, resentment, and betrayal is clouding Kiya’s judgment and perhaps any chance Neron has left to reach her heart. Walking on his difficult path toward redemption, Neron is determined to prove to those around him that he is a changed man, even if all his efforts seem in vain.
However, as they often do, shadows often take a physical form—and in the malevolent presence of Osiris, a hybrid vampire, more than just Neron’s feelings are threatened. He has eyes for Kiya. Armed with honeyed words and seductive promises of chaos, Osiris lures Kiya into his dark web, hellbent on using her to destroy the pack who wronged him. As ravenous as she is for vengeance and retribution, will Kiya withstand the pull towards darkness? Even as she becomes unhinged, like a moth to a flame, Neron is drawn to save her: from Osiris and herself. Can they each fight back against the pressures that are driving them apart and towards the brink? Or will the call of the wild finally tear their bond for good…
This book is suited for adult readers, as the subject matter addresses sensitive topics including: mentions of sexual assault, violence, mentions of death and abuse, and trauma. Reader discretion is heavily advised.
Unbreakable
Book 3 of the Moonlight Avatar Series
Three years ago, Osiris was defeated triumphantly and his dark reign came to an abrupt end.
Compelled to heal and find hope again, Neron and Kiya forge different paths for the time being. When his treasured loved ones return, Neron’s heart is nursed back to health, and he finds a different purpose: becoming the Alpha of his newly-formed pack, Onyx Moon.
Little does he know that this is not the last he has seen of Kiya. Following her recovery from this dark, sinister influence, Kiya discovers her true self as the avatar of Selene, reaching goddesshood. What she does not know is that the world is about to be turned upside down once more.
When an ancient enemy makes another appearance, the very fate of the moon’s avatar is threatened. Apophis won’t stop until he gets revenge and annihilates the woman he blames for his misfortune, heaven, and earth be damned.
This unexpected calamity brings Neron and Kiya together again, and their emotions remain as strong and undeniable as ever. As imminent danger looms over their lives, they can’t help but wonder: Could giving in to their bond and letting it blossom be the last thing they’ll get to do? Or will they die before its fruition?
This book is suitable for adult readers, as the subject matter includes sexual content and addresses sensitive topics, such as violence and trauma. Reader discretion is advised.
Book 3 of the Moonlight Avatar Series
Chapter 22 – The Owl “Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone’s hand is the beginning of a journey. At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.“– Vera Nazarian Halima Tonight was the night of Anthony and Alesia’s ceremony. Dwayne and Jackie were to be Co–Betas and a man named Ali was to be Gamma. I met him quite a few times, and he was a proper gentleman. And cute, too. I set out the outfit I’ve decided to wear on my bed, admiring how the color and accessories work well with each other. Per Lyria’s advice, I went with amethyst purple, which was slowly becoming my favorite color. The dress was sleeveless with a turtle neckline guaranteed to cover my back. The scar from the Mark of the Betrayer still gives me a deep sense of shame, so I wanted it covered. The dress was flowy and loose, starting at my waist, reaching down to my knees. My golden flats with ankle straps rest on the floor near the dress. Walking in heels was a disaster waiting to happen. And by disaster, it involves me kissing the floor. A pair of gold bracelets and a single charm necklace rest on top of my vanity, glittering under the pale amber light of my room. I don’t understand how to style my hair, so I wore my curls down. Thanks to the love and care from Jackie and Violet, my hair had grown significantly after some trims, now with the ends brushing my shoulders. All I need to do was apply some product to make the curls pop and I’ll be fine! Tapping my cheek as I stared at the colorful makeup palettes, I debate whether to apply makeup. I keep it simple to avoid the risk of looking like a clown with warm neutrals and lip–gloss. Stripping down for my shower, I wash the day’s stresses from my body, falling in love with the rich lather of my floral–scented body wash. I learn to appreciate the hot water showers, not realizing how much they did me good. I’ve grown accustomed to cold, pleasureless showers that the joy of a decent warm one was fleeting. Today, I was happy to experience that simple pleasure. After completing my business, I work on my hair in front of the vanity in my towel. I was so deep into moisturizing my hair that the taps on my window startled me. “Whoa!” I yelped, jerking my head towards the window covered with curtains. Tightening the towel around my body, I sauntered towards it. The tapping continued and persisted, doing nothing to quell the anxiety pooling in my stomach. Who or what was demanding my attention? Sucking in my breath, I threw my covers open to see the culprit. It is…an owl? The white owl sat on the outside window ledge, peering at me with its large golden eyes. I cock my head to the side, arching a confused eyebrow. Weren’t wolves” natural predators to the owl? What is it doing here? Once I opened my window, the white owl flew in, settling on top of my vanity, eyes still glued on me. “Um… hello?” I asked, keeping a good enough distance from it. “May I help you?” It stared in silence. “You know I could eat you, right?” It still stared. 1/3 Chapter 22 The Dai “Not much of a hooter, I see.” I chuckle at my joke, hoping it would move, but it didn’t. It just sat there, watching me with big innocent eyes. “You know, the window is right here…you could fly out at any time.” It does nothing. I groan. This was ridiculous. Was I about to change into my dress with an owl staring me down? Yep. Sighing, I rummaged through my closet for my strapless bra and matching panties and dressed for the ceremony. I could hear excited commotion throughout the packhouse and smell the overwhelming mixture of different perfume up and down the hallway, making me gag. Seriously! She–wolves don’t need this much perfume! I turn my back to the owl, stretching out my curls to their maximum length. The soft texture of my hair cracks opens a smile on my face. I slip on my flats before slipping on my dress. The top part hugged me at every curve. No matter how small they are. I was filling out my clothes the more I gain weight, something I couldn’t do in my worst state. Smoothing out the flowy bottom, I turned to face my visitor only to see it gone. “What the…” 1 “Hoo!” I spun around to see the owl on the bed right next to my hip. “Gah!” Yipping in fear, I fell on the ground, flat on my ass. It hooted as if it was laughing. This damn bird liked to joke, huh? Rolling my eyes, I hop on my feet once more, rubbing my sore rear. “Hilarious,” I say sarcastically. I take the jewelry from my vanity, placing each in their respective places. I place clip–on rose earrings on my earlobes. “It’s not nice to surprise people like that. I could have squished you if I fell the wrong way!” The owl hooted once, flying on my vanity once more. The bird was now closer than ever, less than a foot away from me. Oddly enough, the longer I look at it, the less scared I am. My overall deductions of this weird bird were that…it was cute. Its golden eyes peer into my brown, conveying a silent message. I don’t know what it’s trying to say, I don’t speak owl! But I felt something. A familiar warmth. The owl hopped closer to me and nuzzled its round head into my palms. Breaking out into a smile, I run my fingers through its feathers. Soft, it tickled my heart. I feel like I know this owl, or the energy it’s giving off. But from where…? “You’re cute,” I whisper to it, relishing in its soft hoos. “Are you a male?” It made a sound like a disapproving grunt. “Um, female?” She gave a lighthearted chirp, happy at my answer. “I guess I should give you a name, then,” I shot the bird a small smirk. “I have a feeling that I’ll be seeing you around often.” The owl hooted in happiness, hopping a little dance around my vanity. However, my necklace chain got caught up in her foot, falling backward. I untangled the chain around her tiny foot, gently sitting it upright. She shook her feathers, making me giggle. “Hmm.” I looked at the owl for a while “You’re white, like snow. But you came out on this full moon night. I remember in a book I read in elementary schools of diverse cultures having different names for the moon. Hmm.” A name finally popped into my mind. “I shall name you. Dianal She hooted happily, satisfied with the name choice, “Diana, It is then!” My phone chimed a soft tune, buzzing next to the table lamp, I quickly walked over and looked at my screen to see a reminder that the ceremony will start in five minutes. Hooking my necklace around my neck, I shot a smile at Diana. “I hope you don’t mind Diana, but I need to finish up some makeup and head down to the ceremony. Maybe, another day, we can chat.” Diana chirped, flying towards my window. I waved goodbye as she gave me one last look and flew deep into the night. After her departure, I took in my reflection in the mirror. For the first time, I didn’t topple over and cry. The person reflecting at me was beautiful. That person was me. Grabbing a tube of neutral pink lipstick, I apply at generous amount on my lips before applying mascara, I was not risking anything with eyeliner. … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 22” »
Chapter 21 The Decisions – “Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.“–Roy T. Bennett Halima I’m now laying in my bed, looking up at the ceiling. Nightfall had made its appearance, immersing the territory in darkness. Up above, the half–moon and its twinkling stars serve as our only illumination. The distant chatter of wolves and their late–night rendezvous echoed in my eardrums, but I didn’t pay attention to it. My mind’s stuck on my therapy session today with Mayra. 1 spilled everything from my fears to my desires. It took me two months to get used to speaking to a stranger due to fear and judgment. But Mayra had been nothing but open and warm, allowing me to gradually come out of my shell. Just like the others, she, too, recommended that I make my decision on whether to attend the ceremony. That’s the power I have over the situation, and no one would judge me for it. The entire time, she reassured me I was not a walking disaster warning, if anything goes astray, I shouldn’t take the blame for it. I roll on my side, resting my arm under my pillow. Why was this so hard? It feels like two strings were pulling me, one to the light and the other to darkness. Sometimes, the pull into the darkness was stronger. It was seductive, cloaking me in a blanket, leading me to believe I was better off dead. But in others, the light was stronger. The light was warm, but also foreign. It was something I’ve never felt before, and it was scary–but now I have people around me pushing me forward to heal. But It’s a battle where I feel unequipped to fight. “Are you going to go to the ceremony?” Artemis spoke through our mind–link. It was always nice to hear her voice, she helped to fight the demons in my mind since we’re both in this together. “I want to,” I answer back, shutting my eyes to envision my beautiful wolf. Big and majestic as ever, I needed to let her out once I’m okay, “I’m scared. My mind is coming up with all these scenarios that could go wrong if I show up.” “I know. I can see them, and they aren’t pretty.” Artemis trotted closer to me, sitting on her hind end. “I, too, wish things were easier. But, just as Mayra said, we’re dealing with many traumatic experiences, so our brain is wired differently. We expect the worst in everything and hide, hoping things go right.” “It’s much easier to hide than to face the problem,” I admit with a self–deprecating sigh. “I want to be strong. Artemis. I’m so sick and tired of being weak and scared of my shadow. I look around and see all these powerful wolves, happy and living life. And here I am, deep in a pit that’s so hard to get out.” “We didn’t go into the pit willingly, Hali. They forced us in there, and we didn’t have a choice. That wasn’t our fault. But what is our responsibility is when and how we get back up. Fighting is hard. You said so yourself. But no one ever said that recovery is easy. It’s a long, hard, and treacherous journey. But…I think it’s worth it. Don’t you?” I ponder in thought for a little, feeling the weight of Artemis’s words. “Since when did you become such a good therapist?” “I picked up on a few things during your sessions.” Artemis shrugged. “It’s a process, Halima. Taking back the power that has been stolen from us is a process. But I much rather live in the light with you than to be buried in darkness.” 1/3 Artemis was right. Her words lit a deep fire within me I didn’t know was there. I rather–no, want to live in the light. Not sust that, I want to live here. I want to stay in this pack, they welcomed me, took care of me, and une been nothing but supportive. I want to be a part of something that brought in a broken girl and nursed ber back to full health. How often does one run into a pack like that? I’ve made my decision, or rather, decisions. Grabbing my cell phone off from the lamp table, I send a text to Lyria. This was my first cell phone, and it had taken me time to get used to its fancy controls. “Hey. Can we go shopping tomorrow? I want to find a dress for the ceremony.” “Holy shit yest Tocally” She replied in seconds. “I got a couple of styles in mind that would fit you! Meet me in the common room tomorrow after breakfast!” “Cool! I’ll see you then. Goodnight I set my phone back down with a smile as I changed into my cherry red nightgown. Shutting off the lights, it bathes my room in comfortable darkness. Crawling underneath the covers, I fall into a deep sleep, dreamless for the first time in months. “Did I hear you correctly? You want to join the pack?” It was a normal morning when Halima entered my office. There was a small smile on her face, and she looked bealthier than I’d ev than I’d ever seen her before. Her skin was clearer and her face was fuller. The beauty hidden derneath was showing. I noticed she no longer had the feeding tube. I feel relieved, it was all in the progress of her recovering. Lyra and I were developing something special for her, and all we needed was to make a file for her. I’m aware her original file was back at Zircon Moon, but it was too risky to request for it without jeopardizing her safety. I was betting on the fact that they believe she was dead, so her file was closed. I couldn’t help but smile at the girl sitting on the other side of my desk. The inkling in the back of my mind told me the would accept the offer, though I didn’t expect it to be so soon. I felt as though Halima would make a great addition to Garnet Moon, not the fact she was a white wolf, but that she also fits in seamlessly with the rest of the pack. “Very well,” I folded my hands on my desk. “You will go through a bonding ritual that ties you to the pack. You will have the Pack Mark branded on you as opposed to having one at birth.” Her big brown eyes widened in fear. “H–How would I get the Pack Mark?” I chuckled. “I promise it is not as barbaric as you think it is. I’ve done hundreds of bindings since I became Alpha. It will appear once the ritual is complete.” “Ah, that makes a lot more sense.” She answered with an anxious laugh, running her hand through her tight curls. “Um. When will the ritual happen?” Chapter 21- The Decisions “I’ll discuss with Lyra and Anthony about the arrangements. It would be Anthony performing the ritual since. he will be Alpha soon. Only the Alpha can bind new members to the pack.” nothing to worry a “So…I have then?” I shake my head. “No, dear.” “Nice.” She pats her thighs once before standing. “Thank you for giving me the opportunity, sir. I appreciate “Halima.” My That’s only for those with ranks. Please, just call me Nikolai.” Voice dropped an octave, my arms folding under my chest. “You need not be so formal with me. She stared at me for a solid minute, a smile etching up her bronzed face. I don’t think Halima understands how much her beauty comes out when she smiles. It saddens me how she was trained to be so subservient. I hope her staying in my territory would help her blossom into the person she never got a chance to be. “Okay. Thank you…Nikolai.” And with that, she left my office with a slight spring in her step. I mind–link my mate, Anthony, and Lyria in my office to discuss the next step in our surprise for the girl. I pull out a manilla folder from the bottom of my desk, pulling out the papers needed to complete the next step. I have great hope that Halima would like this surprise. She deserves it.
Chapter 20 – The Recovery “You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.“– William Faulkner Halima–Two Months Later I stand on the mechanical medical scale in my patient room, watching the beam tilt and lean to get an exact measure of my weight. Dr. Nava slid the calibration bars from left to right until the beam stills. I weighed just above 120 pounds, which was one hell of an improvement from my ghastly 97 pounds two months earlier. I should celebrate, but I was not out of the woods yet. I was still slightly underweight by werewolf standards. However, Dr. Nava says that my physical recovery was going better than she had expected. Because of my werewolf DNA, I’ll recover a lot faster than the average human. A smile crept across my face; a sense of accomplishment rushed over me. I was thrilled with my weight gain; it meant I was getting better! When I look in the mirror nowadays, I was not as skinny as I used to be. The indentations of my bones were disappearing, and I was gaining more body fat, which means I didn’t have to wear hoodies or baggy clothes to keep me warm. That’s tortuous considering we’re in the middle of summer. The wound on the back of my head healed two weeks ago and Jackie had been helping me with my hair growth journey to make up for lost length. Because of my rapid improvement, Dr. Nava wanted to remove the feeding tube. Dr. Jones, my nutritionist, was also on board with the decision. I must admit, I was nervous about getting off the tube. I’ve grown used to the dumb thing, and I was worried the effort would be all for nothing. What if I still couldn’t swallow? What if I end up vomiting my food again? Regardless of my internal protests, it was removed. And it felt so gross. I’ve also been seeing my psychiatrist and psychotherapist. It hasn’t all been sunshine and rainbows. My nightmares about Zircon Moon have been plaguing me every night to the point I wake up in a cold sweat, thinking I was back in that dingy cell. The angry faces of my family and pack members were extremely vivid, but sometimes the nightmares cast their faces in an ominous shadow so I wouldn’t know who was sneering at me or hitting me. The worst nightmares were Neron and his father beating me to death. They call me names, damn me to hell, and pummel me with their fists and feet repeatedly. I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. My mind, when asleep, often slips into the black trenches, picking what memory to torment me with. A full night’s sleep was a luxury. It was only after my nightmares with that one guard who raped me surfaced that I was prompted to have sessions with Mayra twice a week as opposed to once a week. Dr. Khan had diagnosed me with Post–Traumatic Stress Disorder alongside depression. The diagnosis came to no surprise, for I was a walking trauma tank. I was still debating whether to go on medication, but I was glad I have the option to choose. Besides that, I’ve grown closer with some members of Garnet Moon. I was proud to call Jackie one of my closest friends, but Artemis will always be my number one. I haven’t seen Dwayne much since he was often accompanying his father to other pack territories for Beta business, but I was glad to have a friend like him around. Anthony and I were also good friends, and I finally had the chance to meet his mate, Alesia. Tall, Latina with luscious long auburn hair, olive–brown eyes, a fierce warrior–she had all the makings to be a wonderful Luna. I’ve seen her train and fight with the warriors and Deltas, and I must say, I wouldn’t want to have her as my Huviin 20 – The Tenusmy oppement. She could lay five men down on their backs without breaking a sweat while I wanch in complete awe. I aspire to be like her one day. Lyria and I were much closer now, she was like a big sister to me. She introduced me to the world of fashionable clothes and makeup. My vanity table, now, had many makeup palettes and other cosmetics she recommended me to try out. As for clothes or if she was bored, she goes on shopping trips and she drugs me along. My fulll closet was already twice as full thanks to her. I could never thank her enough for helping me feel like a wom I’m sitting at the island in the pack kitchen, watching Lead Omega Cleo cut up some strawberries on am avocado toast because I heard it was extremely popular with humans and I wanted to try it. This would be the first food I’ve eaten since my doctor removed the feeding tube. I had nerves on top of nerves. Fer Dr. Man’s advice, it was recommended I go for the lighter foods before I turn to heavier ones to get back into the groove “I’ll never understand the hype over avocado.” I see Jackie, sporting a sports bra and matching leggings. rummaging through the fridge. Judging by the sweat rolling down her shoulders, she’d just come from training. “First it’s with the humans and now you’re drooling over it! It tastes like the void in space, nothing!! “Depends on the avocado.” Lead Omega Cleo replied nonchalantly, removing the core. “What do you want. sweetheart? I could whip something up for you.” “No, it’s fine.” The woman pulled out a clear, cold bottle of water. “I was looking for this!” Guzzling the contents down, she sparingly glances at me. “Are you up for eating?” “I think so.” I replied with my confidence deflating faster than a popped balloon. “Dr. Nava gave me the green light to attempt eating on my own. I’m hoping nothing goes wrong.” I shrugged. “Having the tube was fine. but I miss normal eating.” “Well, you’re bouncing back pretty well.” She walked over and gave me a side hug. I instantly cringed, feeling her sticky, smelly sweat. “Ew. Go take a shower!” “I know I don’t smell that bad!” Jackie chucided with a dazzling smile, logging back out to the front yard to continue training. Not long after, Lyra came in, her hanel lights lighting up upon seeing me. “Good morning, Mija.” She kissed my forehead, pinching my cheeks. Lyra and 1 developed a close relationship, and I couldn’t be any happier. She was like the mother I never got. There were some instances where I accidentally let ‘Mom‘ slip out, hoping she wouldn’t notice, but if she did, she never gave it away. Alpha Nikolai treats me kindly too, acting as my missing father figure. His hugs were as warm as embers in a fireplace and his compassion never failed to make me feel safe in his presence. I’d seek him out when I have internal conflicts, like joining the pack. He assured me he was a patient man and would wait for my answer, no matter how long it took. Knowing my hesitation with strangers, be reminds me ahead of time, taking that extra length to make me feel comfortable. “Morning!” I smile. “Did you sleep well?” Yes. All things considering.” I was about to ask what she meant by that until I noticed the bright pink hue on. ber cheeks. And Cleo shoots a very knowing look. It didn’t take me long to put two and two together. 24 Chapter 20–The Recovery “Here you go, hun.” Lead Omega Cleo handed me a plate with two pieces of toast with slices of avocado, strawberries, and a sprinkle of chia seeds. Accompanied with this small breakfast was a glass of fresh orange juice. I gulped, gazing at my food with a thin–lined smile, unsure of how to proceed. Picking up the piece of toast, I look for the best corner for my first bite. The older women eye me carefully, prepared for reactions I may have. I feel like a zoo animal. any adverse “Here goes nothing,” I mutter. I bit gently into a soft corner, savoring the combination of sweet, buttery, and crunchy. The sweet taste of strawberry exploded in my mouth, with the nutty avocado flavor accompanying it. The chia seeds were a pleasant touch, adding a nice crunch. Bracing myself, I swallowed slowly, feeling the mass swim down my esophagus before plopping in my stomach. I waited. The women waited. My stomach toiled and tumbled for a moment before settling down. I sat, expecting the usual wave of nausea to hit me, but it didn’t. I drank a bit of the orange juice, soothing my parched throat. Nothing happened! The next thing I knew, I was scarfing down both pieces of fruity toast and guzzling the orange juice.. “Yes!” I cheered, fist–pumping the air. “I did it!” I could finally eat like a normal person again! Cleo clapped for me and Lyra hugged me with uncontained, powerful love. Two months on a feeding tube finally paid off! “I’m so proud of you, Bebita.” Lyra muttered in my ear, rubbing soothing circles on my back. “This is ant amazing accomplishment! But we still have to follow your nutrition plan until the coast is clear.” “I know. It just feels good to eat like this again.” “Well, if you need anything, my dear, don’t hesitate to find me or the other Omegas.” Lead Omega Cleo replied with a smile. Cleo was an older woman, arising from Italy. She usually ties her blond hair in a ponytail and her pale green eyes hold love and dedication. Grabbing the pitcher, she refilled my cup, and I happily drank the sweet drink down. “Speaking of food, I still need to come up with a menu for the Passage of the Alpha ceremony.” The juice sprayed out of my mouth like a wild garden hose, sending me into a coughing fit. Immediately, Lyra patted my back to calm me down. “T–The ceremony?” … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 20” »
Chapter 19 The Gurerreros – “Trust is believing “I will be safe with you. Love is striving to keep the trust.“–Drishti Bablant, Wordions Halima After a while, the twins left me to rest. We decided to take the tour another time. I napped for a good hour until I woke up from a horrible nightmare with a loud shriek. For a moment, my mind plunged back into the dirty, smelly prison cell with former Alpha Jonathan standing over me with his fists raised. He was beating my small body with the rage of a god before he morphed into an enormous black wolf, golden eyes bleeding bloodlust. All I saw before I woke up was the drooling, sharp jaws of a feral wolf. To take my mind off the nightmare, I tried on the clothes and pajamas in my closet, overwhelmed by the assorted fabrics. I loved the capri pajama sets the most, the cotton materials were soft, like clouds on a sunny day. They smelled sweet, too! I also tried on the other casual clothes in the closet, ranging from jeans to cardigans to blouses to tunic shirts. All in all, I spent another hour and a half trying on my entire closet. Only to end up in the capri pajama set because they felt so good. Walking out my door, I decide to find Lyra and Nikolai to thank them for the room. But after wandering around the hallway, I realized that I don’t know where the hell I was going. I don’t know where the twins are, and I was not sure where Violet is. Mind–linking wasn’t a possibility because I wasn’t bonded with the pack. So, I headed back to where I thought the stairs were. I remembered that Dwayne mentioned the Alpha’s room was on the top floor, so maybe if I headed up there…. Before I could reach the stairs, my clumsy ass ended up bumping hard into a brick wall. Or so I thought. The impact pushed me to the ground, landing hard on my bony butt. I groaned softly, rubbing my rear end. “Ow…” “You’re the rogue.” My eyes shot up to be met with a very tall man who was a spitting image of Alpha Nikolai, except he had Lyra’s brown hair brushing over his eyelids and nape. His sharp jawline made him look dangerous, and his deep amber eyes stared into my soul. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that this man oozes power. “Y–Yes I am.” I gulped down the mass in my throat. “I’m sorry for bumping into you-!” The man chuckled, offering his hand to me. I graciously took it, admiring the warmth his hand radiated through my weak body. Slowly and gently, he pulled me to my feet. “No worries. If my mother offered you one of our rooms, you can’t be all bad, right?” I blinked. “Your Mom?” “Yes. I’m Anthony Guerrero, son of the Alpha and Luna.” Oh shit, I ran into the future Alpha! Alphas were domineering yet nonchalant, but Anthony seems friendly, unlike Neron. Just the thought of my former mate made my heart not only boil in anger but in pain. Refusing to fall into that dark hole, I shake those thoughts out of my head, focusing my attention back on the man in front of me. “Nice to meet you, Anthony. My name is Halima.” “Halima…your name is familiar.” Anthony crossed his arms. “Mom talked a bit about you. I was on my way to see you. Good to know that you made my trip shorter. Is your room to your liking?” Chapter 19 – The Gurmeros “Yes. It’s more than enough.” I rocked on my heels, eyes shifting around the hallway for a focus point. I…I wanted to thank your parents in person.” “Here,” He offered a hand again. “I’ll show you where the Alpha’s office is.” Before I knew it, we’re heading to the top floor, hand–in–hand. “Tell me about yourself.” “There isn’t much to talk about,” I admitted, looking down at the carpet. “I don’t have much of a personality. I’m sure you’re much more exciting.” “Perhaps.” Anthony chuckled. “You should tell that to Alesia. She believes I’m too rigid and in need of loosening up.” “Alesia?” “Yes, my mate and future Luna.” He admitted. We reach the hallway of the top floor. In the distance, I could detect Lyra’s peachy scent. “She’s visiting her parents in her old pack, Autumn Moon. She should be back in a few days.” “Is she nice?” “To a fault, but she has that fire in her I love. She can be scary, but only when provoked.” I watch Anthony’s smile widen as his eyes hold glittered with the admiration and love in the world for this one woman. “She’s protective, fierce, and powerful. I’m proud to have her as my mate.” My smile was small, a tad jealous of how Anthony was looking like a love–sick puppy. It was the same way Neron looks at Odessa, day in and day out, for someone who wasn’t his mate. My mate bond was dead, I couldn’t feel anything for him or anyone else, but I was still jealous. With or without a mate bond, I couldn’t help but wonder if anyone would ever look at me with that love. Not familial love but love that every human and werewolf strived for. “How about you?” Anthony asked. “Found your mate yet?” “Um…” I try to plan my words for a suitable response, but my mind was mush. “The mate thing is a very touchy subject. I don’t want to talk about it.” “Oh…” The Alpha’s son nodded with understanding. “Forgive my overstep.” “It’s all right.” I gave a small smile. “You didn’t know. It’s no fault of your own.” “So, let us talk about something else.” We both walked down the long, semi–dark corridor toward the Alpha’s office. “Have you thought about joining Garnet Moon?” “I…I don’t know.” I murmured, scratching the back of my neck. “I still need some time. I agreed to stay, but I’m not sure about joining.” “Take the time you need. It’s a big decision.” Soon, we reached the mahogany doors of the Alpha’s office. Anthony knocked twice and opened once he was granted permission. We both walked in to see Nikolai and Lyra in deep conversation but stopped once they saw us. I notice another girl in the room, looking like a mini version of Lyra. “Halima.” Lyra smiled. “I see you met Anthony. I hope our baby boy wasn’t too much trouble.” “No, he was great. A proper gentleman.” I commented with a smile. Chapter 19 -The Gurmeros “I’ll leave you to it. It was nice meeting you, Halima.” Closing the door behind him, I went to take a spare seat next to Lyra. “I just wanted to thank you both for my room.” I bowed my head politely. “It’s comfortable.” “I see you are wearing the pajamas I picked out!” The girl next to me gushed with a prideful smile, fists. resting on her hips. “Purple looks very cute on you, by the way.” “O–oh!” Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Thank you, miss…?” “Lyria is the name.” She extended a hand. “I’m Anthony’s little sister. If you need anything, come to me. Although, we need to take you shopping for undergarments one of these days. That’s if you’re up for it.” I look at Nikolai and Lyra. “Is that okay with you both? I don’t want you spending so much money on me… “Dear, money is not an issue.” Alpha Nikolai replied with a smile. “We want your stay to be as comfortable as possible. And that means getting you clean clothes. You came here with nothing.” I nodded and remained quiet, looking down at my fidgety fingers. I only looked up when I felt Lyra’s hand rubbing circles on my back. “Have you eaten yet?” She asked me. … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 19” »
Chapter 18 – The Confidants “A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not eastly mended.“–Ian McEwan Halima The three of us entered the packhouse and I was greeted with a large foyer, glistening under a diamond- studded chandelier. Three sets of stairs lead to the second floor and beyond, lined with red velvet. The plethora of glossy white and tan–trimmed doors lead to distinct places in the packhouse, but only one led to the kitchen. The scent of mouthwatering food made me drool but soon disappointed given my current predicament called the tube. “The second and third–floor houses pack members who either have roles in the packhouse like the Omegas, warriors, and Deltas. The top floor has the rooms of the Alpha and Luna, Beta and Beta Female, Gamma and Gamma Female, and their families. The Omegas prepared a room for you on the third floor.” Dwayne explained. I was in awe at the beauty and cleanliness of the foyer and how spacious it is. “So, exactly how big is the packhouse?” “Big.” The twins say in unison. They lead me to the third floor towards the middle of the hall where my room was supposed to be. Along the way, I pass by a beautiful, tall blond girl who’s busy texting on her phone. I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful her curly hair was. It was like liquid gold. Her scent of apples and cinnamon reminded me of the pies I wasn’t allowed to eat, making my stomach rumble. She looked behind briefly, but I quickly turned away. “Here we are!” Jackie opened the door to my room, bowing dramatically as I entered. The room is, might I say, very spacious. The room’s color scheme of browns, whites, and reds complimented each other nicely. It was equipped with all the essentials, a large bed, a drawer that doubled as a vanity table, two glossy white doors that led to what I assumed was the closet, table lamps, a desk with a chair, and there were a couple of plants on the window ledge. I walk to the double doors of the closet to see it stocked with color assortments of clothes and pajamas. The colors ranged from bright pink to black, styles from nightgowns to two–piece pajama sets. Each had a string for size adjustment if needed. I walk to another white door, leading to an equally spacious bathroom. The bathtub was enormous enough to seat three people with three loofahs hanging from the detachable showerhead. The shelves were already stocked with shampoo bottles, soap bars, and body mists, and the sink had a cup full of toothbrushes along with a toothpaste dispenser. The toilet was impressive too, white, and pristine. My flip–flops ran into the neutral brown bathroom rugs, my toes briefly touching the softness. Upon exiting the bathroom, Dwayne sat at the chair near the desk as Jackie hung up the clothes from her bag. I notice a small bag at the corner of the closet with my raggedy dress inside. “So, what do you think?” The male twin asked me with a confident smile. “If you don’t like it, we could give you another room and-!” “N–no, you don’t have to do that.” I stuttered, taking a seat on the mattress, soaking in the foreign atmosphere of the spacious room and equally spacious bed. This room was fit for someone important, not a former slave. My hand ran through the silk material of one of my many new pillows. “It’s just a lot to take in. I never had a room like this before.” 13 Chapter 18 – The Confidants “How big was your old room?” “Less than half the size of this room,” I explained, gazing at the clean comers of the ceilings. “And it was a cell, not a room.” The twins went quiet behind me, but I could feel the awkward tension growing in the air. I grab one of the smaller white pillows and hug it to my chest. It was soft and plush, like my old teddy bear. “Halima…” I turned to look at Dwayne. “The Alpha and Luna told us a little about you and what you’ve gone through. I can’t imagine a pack treating one of their own like that.” I shrugged my shoulders. “You’d be surprised what a pack could do behind closed doors.” I offered a tiny smile to the twins; their green eyes were brewing in anger. “Please, don’t be mad. I’m just….happy that I’m out of there.” Jackie finished hanging her old clothes in my closet and took a seat next to me. “Whatever happened back at Zircon Moon, you didn’t deserve it, hun. No one should ever go through the pain of their pack betraying them.” “I’ve been hearing that a lot, you know…” Jackie’s face contorted in confusion. “That I didn’t deserve what happened to me. Is it wrong that I don’t believe that yet? I still think everything I went through is my fault. They have beaten it into me. What else could I do but believe what they say? The people who hurt me are in positions of power, ranked several times above me. What they said was the law and I am just a pathetic slave.” “No, no, baby no.” Jackie wanted to hug me, and I let her. She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to her warm body, my head resting on her shoulder. “No one, no matter who they are or their rank, has the right to put their hands on you. And you are not a slave. A pack runs together, fights together, and protects each other. Zircon Moon failed miserably. They failed you. There is nothing you did that warrants your abuse.” “Jackie’s right.” Dwayne sat on the other side of me. “No one deserves to get beat on or to have bruises. I pray to the Moon Goddess that they get the punishment they deserve. We’re saying you didn’t deserve your pain because that’s the truth. The fault is on them, not you. It’s not your responsibility to carry their violence.” “It’s okay to cry, Hali.” Jackie’s thumbs wiped the tears I didn’t know started falling. “What you went through was horrible. What they put in your mind was terrible. But you are away from them like you said and they can no longer hurt you. They hold no power here. They would have to get through us and our army if they even think about touching you again. I bet my honor on that.” “And besides, us Beta children have to stick together.” Dwayne’s hand reached for my own and squeezed it with care. He meant what he said. I didn’t flinch away from his warm touch. “We’re strangers now, but i have faith that we’ll progress to become friends.” “And someone as cute as you shouldn’t be without friends.” Jackie chuckled, tickling her finger under my chin. My head jerked up; eyebrows arched. “You think I’m cute?” ‘All girls are cute!” Jackie defended with a haughty smile. “And you’re a girl. So, therefore, you’re cute.” wayne scoffed in exasperation, rolling his eyes at his sister. “Sometimes, I think your brain sits between your EGES
Untouchable Online Novel C Chapter 17 – The Move “When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It’s where my demons hide, it’s where my demons hide. Don’t get too close, it’s dark inside. It’s where my demons hide, it’s where my demons hide. Demons, Imagine Dragons Halima Today was the day I was getting discharged from the hospital. I’ve grown comfortable in the two days I was here, but I knew the time would come where I must leave. I feel a little better, the TVs and the liquified food helped a lot. I expected a little more time for my vitals to balance out, but since I was a werewolf, they bounced back faster once I was provided with adequate fluids and nutrition. I’ll be on a feeding tube for about a month and a half, or until I was strong enough to eat on my own, whichever comes first. First thing this morning, Dr. Nava introduced me to my treatment team. I wanted to walk, so with her help, I met with the three people who will help me be as healthy as I can be. Dr. Alexandra Johnson was my nutritionist. She was one of the first humans I met in this pack, with her mate being a Delta. Her bright red hair caught my attention the most, paired with equally enticing green eyes and a face sprinkled with freckles. With a smile, she went over my proposed nutrition plan and taught me all about calorie intake, and how to reach my goal of gaining at least two pounds a week. I needed to have liquified meals for now, but from how she speaks about them, they shouldn’t be so bad. I couldn’t taste any of the liquid mixtures, so I didn’t complain. She liked to crack jokes sometimes. Alexandra made me laugh several times, and I knew I’d do well with working with her. Dr. Zimar Khan and Mayra Hernandez were my psychiatrist and psychotherapist, respectively. Both were werewolves. Dr. Khan hails from New Delhi, India with jet black wavy hair, golden eyes, and deep tan skin. Mayra was originally from Mexico City, Mexico, and once she graduated from college, she moved to Garnet Moon with her mate. She had caramel brown hair that’s cut to a bob, deep brown eyes, and medium–dark skin. Both worked together to develop a mental health recovery plan for me. Mayra oversaw my therapy sessions. Therapy was what I was not looking forward to. I would have to talk about my experiences with Zircon Moon and learn to open up, which was easier said than done. Mayra specializes in trauma–focused therapy, so it made sense why she was an excellent fit for someone like me. Dr. Khan helps with diagnosing and treatment. Both were very kind, with Zimar appearing more strictly professional while Mayra was more laid back. I sat on the edge of my hospital bed, wondering what my life would be like here in Garnet Moon. My hands were folded on my lap and my eyes followed the tile creases of the pristine floors. I never imagined I’d have this much support from people I met less than three days ago. All my life I was left to do things on my own and the pack stripped any help from me. But here, people were more than willing to help a girl they barely knew. I have a treatment team, support from the Alpha and Luria, and a new friend? These things were originally unobtainable. “How are you feeling, Hali?” Artemis asked me. “I feel optimistic about our new lives here.” “I guess,” I sighed. “It just all seems too good to be true, Art. I’m not used to any of this.” “Because we’ve been deprived of everything we’re supposed to get while we were young,” Artemis explained thoughtfully. “We’ll fit in here in no time. We just need to focus on our recovery.” “Recovery…” That word was tossed around during my meetings with my treatment team, a word meaning to b Chapter 17 The Move ecome healthy after a period of difficulty. A single word full of hope and optimism, yet I was having trouble grasping it. Doubt swims in my mind as I rest my head on my fist. Could I really recover from what I’ve been through? I have eight years of damage to process abuse unimaginable from the people I once loved. Eight years‘ worth of repressed emotions that I was forbidden to express. I couldn’t ever recover that time precious to me. What if I couldn’t be fixed? What if this trauma stays with me forever? Will I ever be a normal, carefree werewolf? Could I complete the purpose that Selene had given to me? Would I ever be strong enough to fight the demons that plague my mind daily? “Hello! Earth to Halima!” The chipper voice startled me back into reality. Jackie stood over me with a beaming grin and a large gym bag at hand. I didn’t notice her coming in. “What are you so deep in thought about?” “N–Nothing,” I muttered, playing with my fingers. “A simple tap on the shoulder would suffice, Jack.” A male voice argued. A man who looks exactly like Jackie. but with shorter, side–shaved hair walks next to her. He was more muscular than Jackie but equal to her in height. His scent was like hers except for a slight aroma of sweet oranges. “My name is Dwayne, Halima. I’m Jackie’s older brother by two minutes.” “Wow! So, y–you guys are- “Twins? Yep.” Dwayne smiled before shooting a wink. “But I’m the good twin.” “Good twin, my ass.” Jackie rolled her eyes. “Everyone knows I’m the better twin and the better Beta.” “Co–Beta.” “Whatever!” Jackie pushed her brother to a chair before turning to me. “I bought some clothes for you to wear for your discharge. Luna Lyra said you only came in with only a dirty, mangled dress.” “Yes, I did,” I confirmed. “Where is it, by the way?” “It’s in a bag under your bed.” She quirked an eyebrow. “You want to keep that thing?” I Did I? It’s the only thing I own, and it’s a constant reminder of who I was. I want to get rid of it, but I want to do it in a meaningful way. “Yeah, I do.” “Suit yourself.” Jackie shrugged before slamming her bag next to me on the bed. Once she opened it, the scent of orange blossoms wafted out of the bag, filling the air like fresh perfume. She pulled out clothing of all sorts, mostly shirts, sweatpants, and some colorful hoodies. She also pulled out a pair of flip–flops and settled. them next to my feet. “Pick whatever you want. I don’t know what your style is, so I picked out the most comfortable clothes from my closet.” “They are also the clothes she wants to get rid of.” Dwayne’s amusement died when his sister threw one of her pants in his face. I chuckle, looking over my options. All the clothes look soft and warm. They were also big enough to hide my bruises and skinny appearance. Speaking of, some of my bruises have healed, but there was still a dull, throbbing pain. After a minute, I went with a pair of grey sweats with a drawstring, a small blue shirt, and a dark purple zip–up hoodie. Shuffling out of my bed, I took my clothes to the bathroom and changed into them. Chapter 17–The More I looked at myself in the mirror after dressing in my chosen clothes. I look…different? I was so used to wearing a raggedy dress, so wearing clothes that cover my skin felt strange. The clothes bunched up around my ankles and wrists, but I like them. But, the best part about them was that they were soft and smelled just like Jackie. 1 emerged out of the bathroom, walking towards the black flip–flops.. “Thanks for the clothes again, Jackie.” I smiled at her. “They feel nice.” “You can keep them, if you want.” She stuffed the other clothes back into the bag. “I have too many clothes, anyway. I was going to give them to some teenage pups around here, but I thought I’d let you have the first pick.” “I appreciate it.” “You have Beta blood, don’t you?” Dwayne pondered. “I could smell it on you.” “What a way to not be a creep, bro.” Jackie rolled her eyes, catching the pants she threw at him with one hand. She stuffs the unpicked clothes back in her gym bag. … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 17” »
Chapter 16 – The Grief “Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering“-Roland Barthes Lyra came over and gently lifted my Mer fingers wazed at my feeding tube as gentle as a feather, face contorting into one of pain. “Did this hurt?” I nodded. “Yeah. But, after a while, it isn’t so bad. Dr. Nava says I might have this in me for a while since I can’t eat.” “That must suck.” Jackie cringed, her hand on her forehead in her dramatics. “If I couldn’t have my supply of Lead Omega Cleo’s special buffalo wings, I’d wither away to nothing!” “Didn’t you just have a plate full of wings last night?” “Yes. It’s been forever!” She groaned, Lyra chuckled to herself. “I can’t wait for you to find your mate. Having one might humble you.” “Well, wherever she is, she’ll just have to deal with the fact that I’m a dramatic bit–err, gal.” I tick my head to the side, my eyes questioning her. “I’m a lesbian.” “Ah.” “If there was anyone you would want to have at your side, it’s Jacqueline,” Lyra explained to me. It fed Jackie’s ego because her smile grew wider if that was even possible. “In fact, once you’re well enough, she’ll give you a tour of our land.” “Please. You won’t admit that I’m the best tour guide ever. The kids love me!” “Most of them do, anyway.” Lyra took my hands into hers. “Besides our resident energetic wolf-” “I prefer, ‘resident weirdo.“” Lyra rolled her eyes playfully. “How are you feeling?” “Okay, with all things considering.” Her face fell into sadness. “I mean, Nurse Mei, fed this morning, and it’s not so bad. At least the liquid food and water stayed in my stomach this time. But I’m still in pain.” My hand reached to the back of my head where my wound was. Pain pulsated like a dull throb, the lesion ever so present. I then turned to Jackie with a gentle smile, exposing my teeth. “My name is Halima. It is nice to meet you. to me. “Finally, I can put a lovely name to a lovely face. It’s nice to meet you too!” Jacqueline leaned in to hug but I cringed and jumped away from her, shuffling to the end of my bed. “Sorry, I–I don’t want to be touched, yet. You did nothing wrong… I promise.” Jackie blinked in understanding, her smile reassuring. “I apologize for being too forward. I want you to be comfortable, so let me know if I’m pushing your boundaries.” I half expected her to be offended, but she took what I said with grace. It’s true, I didn’t want to be touched by anyone. Lyra made me feel safe and secure, which was why I didn’t flinch away from her touches, Jackie had an overall amazing vibe and vibrant personality, but I still don’t trust anyone else yet. Chapter But I hope there would come an time where I trust her. Jackie had shown me more kindness and excitementtin five minutes than anyone else has in years. My hund unconsciously went to my hair again and I cringed at th heavy matting I feel under my fingers. Jackie stand up and leaned over to look at my hair, cautious to nott touch me. “Do you want me to help with thun “Huh? You want to help?” “Yes!” Jackie danced in her seat with madliant happiness. “Our hair is our crown, and we must treat it like royalty, Judging by your curls, they are a little doser than my tight ones. Type 4A hair from the looks of it. M mom, the Beta Female, could help too the knows all about hair, and I have a couple of products from our store that could get rid of the matting and angles.” I looked at Lyra for reassurance. The woman smiled, squeezing my shoulder to offer support. “Violet is very knowledgeable about hair and skillful with her hands.” “Dad sure knows all about that.” Jacqueline bound her eyebrows mischievously and cackled, only to earn a smack on the back of the head from her Luna.. It didn’t take long for Violet Seals, the Beta Female, to come in with a bag full of sweet–smelling products and combs. Every product had scents ranging from tropical but to cherry candy. I had no one to touch my hair besides Nurse Mei, so I was incredibly nervous. But both Wales and Jacqueline made my experience comforting without effort. Detangling my hair was a challenging dear because my hair hadn’t had a decent wash in years. They lathered my hair with oils and creams and comited through all the loose and tight tangles careful to not yank my hair. Their hands were gentle against my win, taking great care to not irritate the wound on my head, especially since it was still raw. Detangling the hunt around there was painful. I relaxed as their magic fingers took great care of me. There was a growing pile of hair next to my legs of shedded and damaged hair that had fallen out because of past mughness, but I didn’t mind. Each strand of hair that was pulled out of my tangles took away some burden it experienced from violent hands. “Your curls are beautiful, baby girl,” Violet spoke in awe, massaging cities into my scalp. “Your hair is a little lopsided, weirdly cut. What happened?” My old pack liked to hack at my hair whenever they felt like it,” explained in asty whisper, memories of Raima, Odessa, and their friends running at me with sharp scissors attacking the forefront of my mind. Winy didn’t your Mom stop them?” Jackie asked. I grow silent, reluctant to talk about the woman who abandoned me. I looked an my lap, allowing the mother- daughter duo to continue working on my hair in my silence. Jackle whispered an apology in my ear thefore resuming ther detangling. I couldn’t help but be jealous. Violet and Jackie have a close relationship, working together harmoniously to comb our the limits of this bird nest. The sensations awaken distant memories of when I was young, memorie I thought were long forgotten. Memories of my mother and the love she gave me many waghught qui to my heart and chest. Deep underneath all the pain she caused; the memories of her loving touches did not fade. I still remember how tender she used to be, her sweet scent of jasmine and cherries, and her amilles thuil of love and care. I was her baby girl and I loved her. I really did. Now, no longer. And yet, that hurt the most because I no longer held love for my mother. It withered and died years ago. I didn’t notice the tears falling down my face until I started convulsing in painful sobs. My hands covered my face as I cried out for my mother and for what my mother used to be. The inner child that I thought died came out at full force, screaming and wailing for her. She wept for her, my father, and my older sister. She wept for their love, their playfulness, and their protection. She wept for what my family used to be. My parents were no longer the parents who had dedicated their lives to protect and love me. They no longer loved me, and they showed it every time they discarded me like trash. They tore my heart out and danced all over it. Raina was and always would be the most important person to them. They cultivated her to be the best Beta Female, while simultaneously tossing me into the hounds. They took the word of their … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 16” »
Chapter 15 The Friend – “Courage isn’t having the strength to go on – it’s going on when you don’t have strength.“– Napoleon Bonaparte. Nikolai I never thought I’d hear about the Zircon Moon Pack again. Unfortunately, there was a dark history between Jonathan and me with a fractured alliance between our packs. Our friendship shattered and we went about our ways. We’ve never been the same since. The last I spoke to Jonathan Prince was to give my condolences for the loss of his mate and daughter eight years ago. Now, he reentered my life through a broken and abused pup. Never in my life would I’ve expected Jonathan to stoop so low as to torture one of his own, and a girl at that. How far had this man fallen? I’m in my office at my desk, gazing out the window in deep thought as Lyra took her seat next to me. It had been a day since Halima arrived on my territory and to my surprise, she had agreed to stay. There was no chance in hell I was sending her back to Zircon Moon, especially with the news my mate revealed about her history. I was tempted to give the ol‘ bastard a call to give him a piece of my mind, but a hand on my shoulder from Lyra convinced me not to. It was better to not let them know that Halima is still alive. They would surely force us to give her back and thus, take her to her execution. Casting the Mark of the Betrayer on her was unjust, it only serves to prologue her suffering until her death. Losing your Luna and your daughter at the same time I’m sure was devastating. I’d surely fallen apart if I lost Lyra and Lyria, my daughter in such a horrific way. However, subjecting a pubescent girl to almost a decade of slavery and mistreatment for it cannot and would not bring back their lives. Then again, pain and anger could make people do unspeakable things completely out of their character. “There is nothing we can do about Zircon Moon.” I say to Lyra. “I don’t know how long it has been since Halima abandoned her pack, but what I do know is I rather keep her here, safe and alive. You say she’s a white woll?” “Yes, that is what she told me.” Simply put, white wolves are avatars of our precious Moon Goddess. They hold a lot of power and are destined for greatness. “Teresa says it’s too dangerous for her to shift, given her current state. Only when she’s healthy enough, can she shift again.” “It is a crime to abuse a child, but Jonathan has allowed the abuse to persist. Selene’s avatar should be protected, not broken.” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I don’t think I would ever understand how he could raise his hand to protect his pack and use that same hand to strike an innocent pup.” “A wolf without his mate is not a pretty sight, an Alpha even more so,” Lyra explained, taking my hand into hers. A wolf who loses their mate doesn’t differ from a feral wolf. They lose their sanity. Many commit suicide after the loss. Some lucky ones were granted a second chance mate, but those who don’t grow mad over time. A mate was not just their destined lover, but the other half of their soul. Mates complete one another. And to rub salt in the wound, he lost his daughter. I sympathize with my former friend. That pain does not go away. However, that’s no excuse to hurt someone else. That pain was an endless cycle where no one wins. Everyone perishes at some point. Taking Lyra’s hand to my lips, I gave the supple skin on the back a soft kiss. “Yes, that is true. I hope one day he could see the errors of his actions.” Leaning my head back, I focus on more pressing matters. “So, have you picked the colors for Anthony’s ceremony?” “Yes! We both finally agreed on blue and silver after much debate.” My beloved chuckled, her smile was contagious. “Lyria tried to convince him to go darker, but he insisted on having colors that best represent our Moon Goddess.” “Ah, how thoughtful.” I smiled. It was time for Lyra and me to step down from our roles as Alpha and Luna. Since Anthony is our oldest child, the Alpha title will pass to him as opposed to his younger sister Lyria. But regardless, Lyria still had much command because of her Alpha blood. Now that Anthony had found his mate, it made the process that much rewarding. “Has Halima’s room been set up?” “Cleo notified me that it was ready for whenever she’s released from the pack hospital.” “Excellent.” Several hard knocks sounded through my office. “Enter.” My Beta, Alan Seals stolid like a marbled statue, lips at a thin line on his ebony face. walked through the threshold, “Alpha. Luna.” He bowed to the waist. “Alpha Amari from the Cerulean Moon wishes to discuss negotiations regarding the unoccupied land between our territories. He is due to arrive on our territory next week.” “Very well. We will prepare for his arrival before then. Anything else?” “Yes.” Alan crossed his arms. “Word has gotten around that we have a newcomer. And she’s a rogue?” “Yes.” Lyra nodded. “She’s very…fragile. Normally, I’d ask if you could send Jacqueline over to cheer her up and get her acclimated, but I’m not sure it’s wise to do it now.” “Oh…” Beta Alan’s stoic demeanor broke, running his hand through his coiffed black hair as his smile feigned nervousness. “She’s on her way there now.” Halima I couldn’t believe that I have a goddamn tube down my nose. After failing to hold down the small breakfast the hospital was kind enough to give me, Dr. Nava suggested a feeding tube. I’ve lost too much weight, so this was the alternative. my The insertion of the feeding tube was uncomfortable. I coughed several times as the tube slid down from nose to my throat and finally my stomach. It was violating, but it had to be done. Desperate times called for desperate measures. During rounds, the doctors and nurses checked up on me, from changing my IVs to drawing more blood to helping me get to and from the bathroom. Despite being in a foreign place, I felt safe. Everyone here was doing their best to take care of me, although I still feel that I don’t deserve it. I feel like a burden on the medical staff. Right now, I was reading from a stack of magazines the nurses were so kind to give me. I’ve seen the women in Zircon Moon read these, but I never had the chance to. The magazines were about the latest fashions, – Chapter 15 The Friend healthy food recipes, expensive perfume, and jewelry. The human women who modeled in the expensive clothing were tall, had beautiful hair, baby faces, and unblemished skin. Humans were picky about who they premiere as their best models to attract the attention of the consumers. I look down at myself, trying to pinch a tiny flab of fat only to be met with bone and tight skin. The women were skinny, for sure, but they had a healthy amount of fat on them. Their bones weren’t showing like how mine is. They look like actual women while I was a skeleton with a flesh suit. I wondered if I’d ever be beautiful like them. While reading, an unfamiliar scent hit my nose. Orange blossoms? I look up from my magazine to see a girl, not much older than me, leaning against my door with her arms crossed. She wore a black tank top with tight blue denim shorts. She was about a shade darker than me with black kinky hair tied in two large puffs. Her eyes were emerald green and her full lips were glossy. She gave me a knowing smile. She’s pretty! “I wouldn’t read that trash if I were you.” The mysterious girl commented. “Humans are so superficial. Everything is air–brushed. Besides, there’s no one darker–complected in any pages of those. Imagine what kind of message they are sending to young girls who look like us.” I didn’t reply, but she took that as an invitation to grab a seat next to me. “You’re the newcomer I heard about, right?” I nodded slowly, eyeing the girl suspiciously while setting my magazines on my lap. … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 15” »
Chapter 14 The Trauma “We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.“–Charles Bukowski Lyra We walked down the sleek hospital hallways together, side by side. “Halima’s chart is genuinely concerning. She must stay in the hospital for at least two days for observation. She had many bone fractures in the past, her ex–rays show many areas had to heal numerous times, but because she was not having enough calcium in her diet, her bone mass had lowered, and it left way for breakage to show.” Dr. Nava paused for a moment before continuing. “She’s severely malnourished and underweight to where it’s a significant danger to her health. Since she’s a werewolf, it’s too dangerous for her to shift in this state, as it might kill her. Her vitals were also alarming. Her potassium levels are extremely low, but her blood pressure and blood sugar levels are high. She also has abnormal hormonal levels. I don’t think Halima has begun her menstrual cycle. Normally, I’d see these types of health concerns in human anorexia patients, but this girl was deliberately deprived of food and water over an extended period. Whatever pack she came from, they put her through literal hell.” “Oh, Dios mio,” I mutter, rubbing my temples in frustration. Halima was and still is right at Death’s door, and her old pack put her there. I never wanted to tear apart a pack more than whichever she came from. “What could we do to help her?” “Well, we need to consult with one of our nutritionists to get her on a nutrition and weight restoration plan.” Dr. Nava explained. “The human body is adaptable, a werewolf’s body, even more so. Her body had learned to adapt to little nutrition, and we need to change that. Her wounds would need to heal, and we need to help to bring her body systems back to optimal levels. That’s what we could do for her physical health. As for psychologically…” My eyes fluttered shut, already knowing what Teresa was about to say. Physical health could heal with proper care and rest. Emotional and mental health, however…that’s an entirely different challenge to conquer. Given how erratic Halima became not too long ago, she’ll need all the help she could get. I know the therapist that might help Halima. “LYRA!” I jerk my head at the sudden scream of my name. It was blood–curling. It came from Halima! Bolting back into her hospital room. I could see the girl looking around frantically for me. Instantly I was at her side, placing her hands in my own. The glossy look in her eyes faded, spilling tears down her cheeks. Her frantic breathing slowed, and her palpitating heart calmed. “I’m here, Halima. I’m so sorry, I had to speak with your doctor.” Halima nodded in silence, eyes on her lap once again. Dr. Nava came back in to check on both the IV bags and the girl, jotting notes in her clipboard. “Halima, how are you feeling?” She asked. “Um… exhausted,” Halima answered shyly, sniffling. “Weak. Very weak.” Teresa grabbed a seat and sat on the other side of Halima’s bed, resting the clipboard on her lap. She gently cradled Halima’s other hand in her own. “Halima, I’m going to ask you some questions, and I want you to answer them as honestly as you can. Can you do that for me?” Hesitant, Halima nodded. t. Fin 1 Her es ΕΓ old “Okay, that’s good,” The good tldemonffered a small smile. “How old are you?” “…Seventeen.” “When was the last time you hadd decent meal? Try your best to pinpoint a specific time in your life? Halima went silent, ruminating Tivas ninetter that, they fed me less and less until it became nothin Even if I did eat, I can’t hold touch food down without vomiting. It’s too hard.” I closed my eyes, yet again, appalled at the treatment she went through. Halima hasn’t had a decent me eight years. That was the answer Dn Navas locking for. “Okay.” She nodded. “I will speak with one obbouridictitians about our next course of action. I’ll leave yo alone.” Once Dr. Nava left the room, a comfortable silence bidult the both of us. It’s a shame that I must break it Halima… I know this is all extremely hard for youBut hneed you to answer a few more questions for m okay? If there are questions you don’t want to answerjust shake your head, okay?” She gave me a slight nod, telling me she was nervous bottwilling to answer. “Could you tell me a bit about where you came from?” JEL Halima It almost didn’t want to answer, Talking about my past was hard, and he neemonies hurt every time they their ugly head in my mind. I look closer at Luna Lyra, taking in adi herceende features, her downward–tu llips stretching with an accompanying smile. Luna Lyra was beautiful and her peachy scent helps me to t Ther. I look into her eyes to see that she wanted to help me and cares abouutiine Why couldn’t my mother be like this? My breath came out in shakes, bracing my mind for the onslaught of terrible entomoores, Artemis was her width me providing me with her warmth and comfort. It was hard for her too..zeiningill the pain and abu econd through. Without her, I don’t know where I’d be. With the combineddanamloof Luna Lyra and wolf opened my mouth and began talking. 1000 “Myodd peek is Zircon Moon.” g id “Theppelin Nevada? The pack that lost their Luna and her daughter to rogues?” I noddedd. West that one. The Alpha at that time blamed me for their deaths becaused was there when it happenedd Hiskiaughter and I were best friends, and we went into the woods despite us being abld not de and the unaddied moments later to the rogues. He threw me in prison because of my part in their death They turned tree into the pack slave when I was fourteen after I tried to run away the first time That’s al THE when they stopped giving me food scraps to eat.” … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 14” »