Chapter 13 – The Garnet Moon Pack “No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.” – Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why Lyra I’ve never expected that I would cut a road trip getaway with my husband short when encountering a broken pup. Von I spare glances at Halima from the rear–view mirror, curled tightly in my denim jacket. It did nothing to cover the bruises and cuts that littered her legs, starkly standing out from her brown skin. Many of her bruises look months old, never having the chance to heal properly. Her curly hair littered and matted with dirt, leaves and other scum lay her head. I faintly spot an open wound on the back of her head, barely obscured by her hair. My heart breaks the more I look at her, vulnerable and broken to the world. What evil people could stomach hurting this poor girl? I don’t know if it’s my motherly instinct, but I felt an overwhelming sense to protect this girl. The terrified look in her brown eyes when I first met her back on the road reminds me of the battered women and children Nikolai and I welcome into our pack for safety. They all have that same look in their eyes, fear, hopelessness, and torment. “Honey.” My husband’s sweet voice drew me out of my thoughts. His deep amber, almost golden eyes feld mine through the mirror. “We should take Halima to Dr. Nava for examination. It would tell us a better story of what she went through. Something tells me a female doctor is better suited for this.” Teresa Nava was one of our best pack doctors. Passionate, informative, and open, she oozes warmth and security. Many of our wolves who seek her treatment come out with smiles on their faces. She helped deliver many pups alongside her husband and mate, Diego Nava. They work harmoniously inside our medical office, providing optimal care to the entire pack. “I agree.” I sigh. “What pack do you think she came from?” “It’s hard to tell.” Nikolai huffed. “She holds a rogue scent, and we found her far from any known pack territory. But her rogue scent is fresh, which means it hasn’t been long since she went rogue. Judging by her bruises and how skinny she is, she didn’t have much of a choice.” That made sense. Many have gone rogue for years to a few months, to a few days and it’s all based on how fresh the scent was. Recent rogues have a fresh, potent scent. Long–time rogues‘ scent was just as potent, but it’s not fresh at all. The car continues to speed down the open road, bumping into a few potholes along the way. I glance back at Halima to see she was still asleep. “There is something special about her,” I say with a smile. “Can you sense it? Something deep. Very few wolves have this unique aura around them.” “I can.” My husband nodded. “As if she’s blessed with an extraordinary gift. When she is up to talking, she could tell us more about where she came from.” “She needs to feel safe, first,” I added. “I don’t think Halima has felt safe in a long time.” I ponder in thought for a moment. “She looks like she’s about Lyria’s age, or younger. Probably younger.” “Goddess, that would mean she is barely eighteen.” He growled, gripping the steering wheel tight to where his knuckles flashed white. “She’s a baby! Once I find the pack that did this to her-!” 1/4 Chapter 13 – The Games Moon Pack “My love.” I rest my palm on his large hand. Instantly, my touch calmed Nikolai down. That’s one benefit of having a mate bond, you could feel what they feel and calm them down when needed. “Let’s take care of Halima first. Then we can figure out what to do from there.” An hour and a half passes, and we reach the stone gates of the Garnet Moon Pack. My husband signals for the guards to let us in. We drive slowly through the snake–like path of redwood trees, their scent bringing me internal pleasantries. As we drew closer to the pack grounds, the faint sounds of soldiers‘ training and children’s laughter mingled in the air. The Garnet Moon Pack was known as the Warrior Pack of California. We cultivate our members to be strong and skillful warriors both as humans and as wolves. We specialize in strength training, weapon training, and hand–to–hand combat. I was proud to say that our wolves were near unbeatable. We train to protect, fight, and serve. We occasionally send our warriors to neighboring packs if they need help. Any wolf seeking protection knows that the safest place for them to be was Garnet Moon, hence why we have many children and adults. escaping and healing from abuse from their families or mates. I always thought wolves were better than humans, but we were more like than we seem, unfortunately. We reached the garage, the car coming to a full stop. Leaning over, I gently tap Halima on the knee to wake her up. She wakes up in a startled scream, her eyes registering fear and confusion. It’s only after a minute does she realize where she is, or rather, who she was looking at. “W–where am I?” She asks me in a frightened whisper. “You are now on the territory of the Garnet Moon Pack, the pack of warriors.” Nikolai answered, unbuckling his seatbelt. Halima’s eyes widened at the explanation, her mind working. “I’ve never heard of Garnet Moon before.” She admits, gripping my denim jacket for dear life. She took a deep whiff of it, my scent helping to calm her down. I couldn’t help but smile fondly. It brought me joy. The sounds from the lawn captured her attention, looking out the rear window. “Are your wahes. “Most are. Some are hardheaded, like my son Anthony. Lord knows how he’ll be once he is alpha 1 chuckled. “Halima, we’re going to take you to the pack doctor to get you checked out. We want to know how healthy you are and the extent of your injuries.” Halima shook in her seat, eyes cast down to her lap, the fear potent in her scent. “D–do I have to?” My heart broke further. “Yes. I don’t want to push you into doing something you’re not ready for, but I highly recommend it. What do you say?” Halima went silent for a moment; Nikolai and I awaited her answer. After a minute, she looked up and nodded. “Okay.” Smiling, I exited from the car and went over to her side. Opening her car door, I offered her a hand, which she took with some hesitation. Exiting the garage, my husband and I passed through the warrior training grounds to the pack hospital. Some warriors stopped to spare a glance at the newcomer, no doubt detecting her rogue scent. That only made Halima nervous, clear on how close she was pressing against me and hiding her face in my arm. Our Deltas reprimanded the soldiers to continue training, instantly putting their attention back into sword fighting. Chapter 13- The Gamet Moon Pack “It’s okay,” I whispered to the trembling girl. “They must wonder what a rogue is doing on their territory. It has been a while since we had one walk on our grounds alone.” “I’m sorry… “Don’t be. You did nothing wrong, baby girl.” It wasn’t long until the three of us reached the pack hospital. I notice some hospital beds were taken up by warrior wolves, some wolves with their mates at their side, and the elderly. In the pediatric unit, we had some children healing from injuries they sustained during their training, or if they recently came from an abusive home. I spot a woman in her white coat with a stethoscope hanging around her neck, giving her clipboard to our charge nurse. Ebony hair tied high in a ponytail and thick–rimmed glasses resting on her nose, her blue eyes. sparkled once we’re spotted. “My Alpha. My Luna. What brings you by?” “No need for formalities, Teresa,” I smiled, placing a hand on Halima’s back. “Halima, this is Dr. Nava, one of our most trusted physicians. She won’t hurt you. I promise.” I took a moment to realize just how short Halima is. Werewolves, on average, were taller than five feet nine inches, but Halima stands about five feet five inches. She was short by werewolf standards. “Halima?” Dr. Nava bent down to Halima’s height. “Luna Lyra is right. I’m here to help you. I want to examine you so we could get a sense of your state of health.” She held out a hand. “Will you come with me?” … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 13” »
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 12 – The Miracle “They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.“– Tom Bodett Halima Three days had passed. Three days of living as a rogue. I survived off fish and river water. Rabbits and squirrels were available to eat, but I couldn’t catch them. They were too fast for me. My body was still weak. I couldn’t take in too much food. I could barely eat one–half of a fish before vomiting it up. It wasn’t because of the taste, although I was sure it played a part. Cooked fish beats raw fish any day. The reason was that I trained my body to survive off little food. The days were warm, but the nights were chilly. I didn’t have a blanket to help keep me warm, but Artemis helped as much as she could by lending some of her heat. Werewolves had warmer bodies than humans, but since I was all skin and bone, I have little means of insulating body fat, to begin with. Sometimes, I slept naked with my dress covering me like a blanket. Artemis and I moved around a lot. Sometimes, I would take walks throughout the forest, admiring the beauty Mother Nature offered before my eyes. I felt more connected with Artemis from those walks. I felt more grounded and more in tune with the earth, as I was with the moon. After another failed breakfast, I washed my face at the river before taking a walk through the forest. I knew I was straying far from my cave, but I didn’t care. I was taking advantage of the exploration. The gentle breeze was cool, the golden sun was shining, and the many birds chirped their morning songs. Or mating calls, I couldn’t tell. Artemis howled in delight in my mind, happy to be smelling the crisp clean air compared to the foul stench of prison back at our former home. It was a pleasant change to the dreary atmosphere we were accustomed to. I journeyed farther, deeper into the woodlands, touching the barks of trees as I went. I remembered stories taught in my elementary school classes about how humans liked to go camping. They would bring tents, food, and other items to make their trip memorable. I never found the point of camping since I was a wolf, but now I could appreciate why humans appreciate nature after being deprived of it for so long. Artemis was happy and so was I. I was deep in my thoughts when a powerful smell knocked me into the present. It smelled like diesel fuel. Curious, I trotted closer to where the overwhelming scent was coming from. I stopped at the edge of the tree line and found a narrow two–way road with scattered potholes. There were no vehicles in sight, but the lingering smell of the fuel filling my nostrils told me one passed by not too long ago. I must be farther from wolf territory than I originally thought, and I took it as a good thing. Against my better instinct, I walked onto the road. Curiosity pulled me to the other patch of forest on the other side. I crossed the asphalt in quick strides, disregarding potential dangers until my big toe dipped into a small crater. I fell onto the concrete, scraping my knees. “Ow…” I whimpered, feeling the blood ooze from the fresh wounds. There was a distant honking blaring at me from down the road, growing louder as it got closer. My head snapped in the direction to see a red car coming towards me at a great speed. I saw too many movies when I was younger to know what happens when someone gets hit by a car. Given how skinny I was, I surely would snap like a twig. I scrambled like a scared 14 Chapter 12 – The Miracle kitten to the side of the road, out of the car’s pathway. To my surprise, the car slowed down before coming to a stop beside me. The smell of diesel slapped me across the face, making me scrunch up my nose. Goddess, it smelled so bad! I heard doors opening and a set of heavy feet landing on the ground. “Are you crazy?” A loud, gruff male voice rang in my ear. I looked up to see an older man wearing a deep blue buttoned–up shirt and black dress pants approaching me. “I could have hit you! What are you doing out here, anyway?” He had short and wavy black hair brushing the back of his neck, deep amber eyes, his skin a fair fawn–brown, and a five o’clock shadow. I glanced at his right hand to see a golden ring with a large red gemstone settled in the middle. The intricate swirls around the rim of the stone were unfamiliar until they became familiar. That was the ring of an alpha. My eyes widened like plates. This man was an alpha! Memories of Alpha Jonathan and Neron festered in my mind like a disease, each instance of abuse and mistreatment becoming more vivid than the last. What if all alphas were the same? What if this man could hurt me, too? Whimpering, I crawled away from him. “I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me!” I begged. My life in the forest had ended. I was a rogue, and by my knowledge, most wolves don’t take kindly to rogues. “Please, let me go.” “Mi amor, you’re scaring her!” I heard a woman say. Her voice was soft and sweet, like liquid sugar. She approached me with great caution, stepping slowly. “What’s a lone pup like you doing out here alone?” “Lyra.” The man warned. “She’s a rogue! She could be dangerous! Step away, now!” “I don’t think she’s just any rogue, Nikolai.” The woman, Lyra, retorted. She walked closer, kneeling next to me on the pavement. Up close, I could see her flawless apricot skin, long caramel brown hair brushing against her back, bright hazel eyes, and downward–turned lips that frowned in worry. “She’s covered with bruises…” “So, she tripped on a few logs and twigs. And?” “These bruises didn’t come from nature, Nicky. Someone has hurt her!” Lyra growled, observing my body closer. That seemed to have got his attention. His expression went from malice to one of concern. “Sweetie, where is your pack?” “I–I don’t have one…” I murmured as my eyes burned with tears. The woman’s voice may be kind, but I knew better than to trust people. If being at Zircon Moon taught me one thing, it was that the gentler the face, the eviler they were once the mask came off. “Everyone has a pack, dear. Even rogues like yourself were part of one before.” Lyra cautiously placed her palm on my shoulder. “Did your old pack hurt you?” I couldn’t hold it in anymore. My tears flooded out like raging rivers once again, drowning me in sorrow. I didn’t cry for sympathy; I cried in fear. Artemis tried her best to comfort me, but I cried harder. “I–I don’t want to be a slave anymore! Don’t take me back, please! I don’t want to die!” “Shh. Shh. It’s okay. I won’t hurt you.” Lyra shed the denim jacket she was wearing and gently placed it over my scarred shoulders. “Neither of us will. Nicky?” She turned to the man lingering by the car door. “We have to do something. We can’t just leave her here alone.” Nikolai trudged forward, taking great caution to not startle me. He kneeled at my eye level, looking me up and down. His face scrunched up in disgust. “You’re right. This looks all too familiar. She’s been abused.” Lyra sighed, her eyes fluttering close. She took a minute to compose herself before looking at me again. “Sweetheart. I promise no o would harm you again. Do you want to come with us to our pack?” My sobs quieted down, but I still sniffled every five seconds. “Y–Your pack?” “Yes.” She grinned. “I’m Luna Lyra Guerrero, and this is my husband, Alpha Nikolai Guerrero. We run the Garnet Moon Pack. We’re heading back there now, for we just finished our road trip. We won’t force you to come with us but having a warm bed is much better than the cold, dirty ground in a cave somewhere out there. What do you say?” I looked at Lyra, then to Nikolai. They seem genuine and truthful in their words, like honest people. But I must be sure. “Artemis, what do you think?” “I’ve never heard of Garnet Moon, but I don’t feel any dark intentions coming from the Alpha and. Luna. I can also sense their wolves. They feel and are safe. Let’s give it a shot.” I trusted Artemis’s words more than anything. She was a better judge of character than me. Wiping my tears with the back of my hand, I nodded. “O–Okay…” … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 12” »
Chapter 11 The Rebirth “There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.” -Shannon L. Alder Halima Back on Earth Babble and burble of a brook echoed in my ears, intermingling with the distant chirping of baby birds. The scent of mud and earth tickled my nose, slowly drawing my consciousness to the limelight. Pain seared throughout my body, my wet dress only adding to my agony. My eyelids lifted and my vision cleared to a small blue jay perched in front of me, peering at me curiously. I was no longer in the Realm of the Moon Goddess. I was back on Earth. Unfortunately, I was cold, wet, and hungry, but I was alive. The blue jay flew away when I moved my head, retreating to its family up in the trees. My body jerked forward violently as I fell into a coughing fit, heaving river water out of my lungs. I pushed myself off the large rock, I was splayed over and looked around at my unfamiliar surroundings. The mountains stood quietly in the distance, their sharp peaks blending with the cerulean sky. Stretching below were endless miles of lush green trees shielding my eyes from the orange sun on the horizon. Spots of gold light shone through the gaps of the leaves dotting the forest floor beneath my bony knees. Beside me was a riverbank lined with mud and greenery, staining the bottom hems of my raggedy dress. The diamond–clear water eroded the rocks in its under wash, carrying pieces of the earth downstream. It took me a moment to realize just how far I’d drifted from Zircon Moon territory. The pack lived a distance away from the cliff, so it was no surprise that I wound up so far. I sniffed the air for a familiar scent, but there was none. Nothing from Zircon Moon. I didn’t sense a fellow wolf nearby. I was alone from all angles of the near–empty forest. Iv I was packless, mateless, and branded. I was officially a rogue, and I never felt so free. The chains of my torment had finally broken, and the holder of my pain was far from my reach. I won’t lie. It was scary being alone in an unfamiliar place. Anything could happen to me here. But that was the price I paid to be away from the disgusting pack I once called my own. I steadily rose on my bare feet. The back of my head still pounded from its recent injury, and the slash on my shoulder blade still stung. Despite being alone in the physical, I knew I was not truly alone. “Artemis?” I reached out through our mind–link. “Are you there?” “I’m here, Hali. We’re back!” “Yes, we are. But what are we going to do now?” I asked, scared. “Selene sent us back, but now we have to fend for ourselves. Should I shift into you?” “I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Artemis warned. “Your body is very weak. Shifting might do more harm than good. We should find shelter.” She’s right. Shifting might just send me back to Selene, and that’ll defeat the purpose of sending me back here. in the first place. I walked downstream along the river, wondering if it would lead me somewhere safe. While walking, I thought about what the Moon Goddess had said to me, that I have a purpose here on Earth. The memory of our conversation was fleeting, but I remembered clearly how warm she felt. 1/2 Chapter 11 – The Rebirth Her hugs. Her kiss on my forehead. Her touch altemateme crave more. Selene made me feel protected, lik a child in the arms of their mother. I’d forgotten whattamusther’s love felt like, and yet, Selene awoke those. old feelings back from the depths of my memory, Waulttileverted that again? From someone else other that Selene? Sooner than later, I spotted a gloomy–looking cave in the distance. It was small but secluded enough in the deep trenches of nature. I could only hope that it was empty. Willing toward it, I took in a deep whiff to detect any scents in the cavern. Luckily, I didn’t smell another will oralhear. It smelled of rocks and dirt. I against my bruised got on my knees and crawled inside the dark hole, wincing at the tiny pefiles p ifiesh. It wasn’t so bad once I cleared the dirt and rocks. The far comer of the cave could be where I sleep. It was far enough from the entrance. The ground wasn’t the most comiturable, but maybe if I collected some leaves, I could make a makeshift pillow? “Well, this is it,” I spoke to Artemis. “This will be our new home for a little whil “It’s unfortunate, but it is what it is.” She answered back. “I noticed a few squirrels around here. They combe our dinner for the time being.” Tringed at the thought of eating raw squirrel, but it was better than starving to death. “We will the okay, Hali. We just got to brave the weather. Who knows? Maybe something good will commut of this.” “Maye hugged my knees to my chest, ignoring the chill that blew through my war dives Whatever “gent was coming out of this better come soon.
Chapter 10 – The Choice “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.“– William Shakespeare Halima “Artemis!” A smile spread across my face as my wolf trotted toward me. I broke out into a run and hugged the big snout of my other half. Large and magnificent, Artemis was a thing of absolute beauty. As big as a horse, her pure white fur glided through my palms like silk, and her soft tongue against my cheek was wet with drool. “I knew I’d see you again!” “It’s great to see you too, Halima,” Artemis spoke through our mind–link. Her jaw didn’t move, but her sweet voice was clear as day. She affectionately nuzzled her snout into my belly, her enormous tail wagging in excitement behind her. Gosh, she was so cute! I peered into her eyes, noticing they were a bright, piercing blue. It was strange to never see the eyes of your wolf before, but mirrors weren’t exactly my best friends when I was alive. As I pet her ears, I noticed something else. There was a glowing silver patch on her forehead, shaped like a crescent moon. I petted the crescent mark, and she purred, eyes fluttering close. I smiled widely and planted a soft kiss on her snout, resting my head on it. “That feels nice.” “I hope it does.” Selene laughed behind me, walking toward us. “Wolves are in their physical form when passing to their final resting place. Just as you both were together in life and death; you’re together in the afterlife as well. How does this feel?” “It feels great.” I sniffled. “I’m glad to have Art by my side. We really are in this together, aren’t we?” Artemis and I spent another moment together before turning back to the goddess. She waved her hand to the space next to her and a bench made of what I believe to be a moon rock rose from the ground. She took a seat and patted the empty one next to her, motioning for me to sit. Artemis rested her head on my lap once I took my seat, huffing silently. “Why was I blessed with a white wolf?” I asked suddenly, scratching behind my wolf’s ears. “My, um…parents, have red and brown wolves. Raina is also a red wolf. Where, in my werewolf genetics, did white come from?” “That’s because it didn’t come from your genetics. I’m responsible for that.” Selene chuckled, also scratching behind Artemis’s ears. The pretty wolf loved the pampering she was getting, judging by the powerful gusts of wind her wagging tail was making. “White wolves are rare for a reason. A white wolf is made in the image of the Moon Goddess and serves as her avatar–both her sacred child and her representative on Earth. They are born once every century, destined to carry my message to all werewolves. I believe in acceptance, love, peace, and harmony. Many are not lucky to ever see a white wolf, but if they do, they know that I have blessed them and their pack with protection.” “Um…” Heat rose to my cheeks as I thought of how to plan my next words. “I don’t mean to be rude, Selene, but…if I’m your avatar…you didn’t do a good job at designing me. I look nothing like you. Have you noticed how dark my skin is?” Selene burst into laughter, pressing her hands on her chest. The heat on my cheeks intensified, wondering if 1 Chapter 10- The Choice thoroughly embarrassed myself in front of the werewolves‘ multron god. I died inside; no pun intended. There was a eulogy and everything. “You have it wrong, dear. Your human looks have nothing to do with it. In fact, all my previous avatars look nothing like me. It was for your protection! It is only when you stiff does one see the avatar of Selene. White wolves are powerful, more than the average wolf. You and Artemis are bound for life, death, and everything after. You’re a white wolf because I have chosen you. After all, you were hom to do derful things. Magnificent things! Your true self was to be cultivated and only them could you fulfill your destiny to bring peace.” I sighed heavily, feeling Artemis shift on my lap. “I’m sorry that it didn’t come to fruition. Being beaten and condemned to servitude didn’t really help in ‘finding my destiny. I leaned back on the bench. “I’m sure my former pack is more than happy to get rid of me–wait!” I shot back up,, my thoughts pulling puzzle pieces together left and right. “White wolves help protect the pack they are born inon, right?” “Yes.” Selene nodded. “White wolves have a direct connection to me; thus, the presence protects their community. Think of it as a silent guardian.” That made total sense. I always wondered why Alpha Jonathan kept me alive all these years. It wasn’t just to deum his filthy floors. He kept me around to protect the pack. Rogue attacks vanished completely only after I shifted, and the pack grew prosperous. I was more than just a slave. He selfishly kept me around just to leech off Selene’s protection, and yet, he failed to protect me from the threats that lay inside the pock My disinin for Zircon Moon was limitless. He should’ve disobeyed the laws and killed me before I reached shifting age. But alphas work for the betterment of the pack. Why kill the source of their pronection? “I can feel your anger, my dear.” I looked back at my goddess. “You have every right to be. What your family did is unforgottle. By my word, they will learn the consequences of their actions.” “I don’t care!” I shouted, anger twisting in my chest. “They ruined my life! The best thing about all this is that I never have to face them again.” Sucking in a deep breath, I squashed my anger and turn back to the prior conversation.. “You said all wolves meet you here before they pass into heaven. Does that mean…” Selene nodded as if she could read my mind. “Your former Luna, her wolf Ashia, and her daughter are beyond the gates of Heaven together. They are doing well if you’re wondering about that. Nuria had grown to be a lovely woman. Her waiff Amgulika is the cutest pup.” Tears burned my eyes again. Wey best friend was okay! She made it into Heaven! Artemis looked up at me and bumped her nose into my arm, her way of asking if I was okay. “I’m okay. I’m happy.” I turned back to Sele “Can I see them?” “Those who pass through the gates of Heaven don’t return to my realm.” “That’s fine! I’ll see them when I get through the gates, then!” Selene was suddenly quiet, her eyes finding interest in her pale feet. The surrounding atmosphere changed from serene to tense. Artemis noticed the change, now sitting upright on her rear next to me. She towered over me by two feet. If I wasn’t nervous betare, I sure was now. “Selene? Is there something you’re not telling me?” “Halima, you aren’t going through the gates of Heaven,” Selene revealed, her tone laced with seriousness. “You are to return to Earth.” ה I sucked in a sharp breath at the unexpected inuws. Site dropped albombshell on my head with no warnings stared at her for a good while, curling my lips into a smart. “No. Absolutely not. I’m not going back there!” “I know you don’t want to, but you must. You are here before your time.” “Are you kidding me?” I shouted, standing on the soles off my fent. “killed myself for a reason! I ended my pain, and you’re asking me to go back to that?” “I’m not saying it out of maliciousness, my dear.” Selene albo strut! I turned away, my back facing her. My shoulders heaved as my solis returned to me in full force. “I don’t…I can’t…!” Artemis reached over and rubbed her snout in my belly again, this time with the gentleness of a feather. “I rather die a thousand deaths than to return to that life.” “Halima,” Artemis spoke. “Let’s hear what Selene has to say. But… I “Please, for me?” I peeked into Artemis’s electric blue eyes and felt my solis quieting She knew exactly how no calm me down. My wolf was my security blanket, always there for me whennome dise was. I exhaled a huaww sigh, nodding before turning to face Selene again. “Sary.” I sniffled. “Explain, please.” “You have a mission…nny, a destiny, to fulfill and you have not yet completed it.” She slinvily brought the bot of us davm to sit again. “You have not fulfilled your purpose on Earth. I was not joking, when said you are menni tao dio great things. Yes, you’ve died. Your death is one to cause a systemic change that history … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 10” »
Chapter 9 The Goddess “Great mothers are benevolent beings with irreplaceable supreme love.“– Wayne Chirisa Halima Silence. The complete absence of sound. A world full of silence was a world worth living in. There was no pain, no sorrow, and no tears. Just me, alone, in a void of complete darkness. Death had always been something to fear, instilled in the minds of man and beast since the beginning of time. But really, the world of life should be feared. The mortal realm was full of gloom, and if you’re lucky enough, you could beat it. I did. The world full of misery and corruption was behind me, for I no longer existed. I died and was never coming back. It was a joyous occasion, for I broke the shackles that chained me to earth, releasing my soul to where it needed to go. I loved it. It’s a feeling I didn’t want to escape from. “Halima…” What was that? The voice of an angel at the gates of heaven? “Halima, my sacred child…” The feminine voice was unfamiliar, yet it gave me a deep sense of comfort. It held no evil, no malice, only love, and care. If all the angels‘ voices were like this, then I had made the right decision to abandon the mortal realm. “Halima, my sacred child. Please, open your eyes.” It wasn’t an authoritative order, but a gentle command. How could I open my eyes if I didn’t have a body? The void split open, revealing a land of white light, rivaling the golden light of the sun. Shining with magnificence, it was unlike any light I’d ever seen. Not long, the void of light bathed me at all sides. My feet, somehow there, wiggled above the airy ground. It was a sign that I had a body. Bending down, I saw my near–tangible body was like the shell I left behind, yet it was more translucent. I could see through my flesh, but I didn’t have any bones. I also noticed that I was wearing a knee–high white dress with thickened straps. “Where am I?” I whispered to the cool air. “You are in the realm of light, my child. I’ve come to speak with you. I never expected to see you so soon.” Tiny balls of light flew in from every corner of the realm, dancing, and twirling merrily like fireflies. Mesmerized, I watched the little lights combine to outline a female figure. I couldn’t believe my eyes at who appeared, because I was in awe of her blinding beauty. What emerged was an ethereal woman, a beauty incomparable to anything on earth. Her snow–white hair cascaded down to her ankles like expensive silk, the strands dancing in the gentle breeze blowing around us. Her celestial gray eyes stared me down, full of love and adoration. They were like two full moons, reigning beauty, and femininity over Earth. She had to be more than a foot taller than me, as expected from someone of her status. The woman’s ivory skin stood out in the silver dress she wore, adorned with clear–cut diamonds and sapphires. Her cupid–bow lips widened to that of a smile as she stepped into my space, placing her hands. on my shoulders. The moment her warm hands touched me, it all dawned on me. 173 ho this woman was.. “Moon Goddess?” “Please, call me Selene.” She chuckled, moving her Handcup my cheek. “Oh, my dear. You have suffered greatly. I can see it in your eyes.” I couldn’t hold it together. I couldn’t control the tearsstlint ftell from my eyes. The combined sensations of h supple hand and her words broke the dam inside me. Thecontortaand warmth of Selene were what I desperately needed on Earth. I needed someone to look intoycevesitosee my pain. To recognize how clos was to crumbling. I needed someone to hold my cheek the way Wicon Goddess Selene was holding me right 11 needed someone to care for me. Selene…“I cried out as hiccups violently jerked my body. She dreav melintoller arms, hugging me with the Hove of a mother. With my head on her stomach, I cried my hearttontt cartsch echoing the amount of tortu I’d been through, and each bruise inflicted on my body. Thall expected Seltenetto push me away, but she didn’t. She held me, tightening her hold, allowing me to have my releases Her sitt hushes calmed me down sher fingers gingerly ran through my curls. We remained like this for what felt like an eternity. When I was sure I couldn’ttery anymore, pulled away from iter arms, looking up at her beautiful face. “Am I in heaven?” “Yes, and mo.” Selene chuckled, wiping my tears with her thumb. “You’re in my readin, myyedhilld. The Realm the Micon Goddess. My children pass through here before I give them the blessing toetterther final resting place Tyneet mie, we have a brief chat, and then they are on their way.” I gasped instuck. This was the space between earth and heaven? It wasn’t exactly how imagine the path t heaventoling,thuth wasn’t complaining. To see the legendary goddess was rewarding enough. Sollied?” “Yes, you titerssmille turned into a sad frown. “You sank to the bottom of the river, lost inediationess. Your body sufforce damage from the fall, but the water took your life. You’ve drowned, my dear.” “That’s what wassalining for.” laughed dejectedly. My joke didn’t land, telling by the torlarmexpression Selene’s face..lengtelkonce. Him..I’m sure you know what happened to me when I was alive. “Yes. Shame on those wolves. Selene shook her head in contempt. You didn’t hear this enough while you were alive, but you diilinut deserve their treatment. You did not deserve to be branded and cast out. Youare innocent, always have beem, and always would be. Such a fool that alpha is; rejecting the one I’ve made from him.” “Well, he’s got someone ciscenow.Ilim sure they’re on their way to making their little pups.” I rolled my eyes, pursing my lips in disgustatitlinght of Neron. Another thought entered my mind, something I always wanted to ask if I ever gott this on–in–lifetime chance. “…Why didn’t you answer my prayers before? car remember the number of times provellforan escape…but you never answered me. Why?” Selene’s frown fell to deep sadness ancoragain. Regret swam in her eyes as she soaked in what I had just asked. It looked as if she wanted toery that was wilding herself back. I remained still, bracing myself for the answers I’ve sought for years. “There is only so much a Moon Goddess comill interfere with for her wolves.” She whispered. “I may be a god Chapter 9 – The Goddess my dear, but I cannot interfere in everything my wolves do. My job would never end! While it is my duty to watch over my pups, I also must allow you all to make your own decisions. To make mistakes and learn from them. To see the errors in your ways and, with great hope, allow that to push you on the correct path. Unfortunately, not many of my children are lucky enough to have this level of wisdom and continue to do wrong to their communities and for themselves.” “But you abandoned me.” I accused, feeling my chest tighten. “I needed help, but it never came. Even when that guard did the unspeakable, I prayed for you to save me.” Selene shut her eyes and mewled in sadness, as if she could feel the very pain I was feeling. “I know, my dear. There were times where I wanted to bring you out of that misery. To punish those wolves for harming their own. But if I did, your pack would never learn to regret what they have done.” I wanted to be mad. I wanted to shout and scream at Selene for deserting and feeding me to the hounds, but I couldn’t. The momentary anger I felt faded the instant she opened her mouth. I didn’t have it in me to be angry at my Moon Goddess, despite having every right to. Growing up in the werewolf community, it was instilled in young wolves that Selene was this well–known, omnipotent being who could do anything for us. She cured our ills, healed our communities, and protected us. She loved us. But now, seeing this deity in front of me, told me she was not our fairy–godmother. She couldn’t grant all our wishes and fix our mistakes for us. We needed to do that ourselves. Every decision we made had consequences and here was mine after killing myself. “If you do everything for us, we wouldn’t learn anything. We’d be lazy dogs while you wait on us, hand and foot.” I concluded. “Yes. You all would not learn the value of self–efficacy.” Selene finished with a smile, cradling my cheek once again. “I knew you were smart enough to understand me. It’s a shame that intelligence wasn’t cultivated when it was needed the most. Don’t think I’ve abandoned you, my child. Even I have limitations.” “I know you didn’t.” I shook my head. “I was just…I was angry. I accepted my fate as a slave. You tend to learn things quickly when you’re in captivity.” Selene drew me into a hug once again, reminding me I need not worry anymore. I was safe with her. … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 9” »
Chapter 6 – The Rejection “Fear cuts deeper than swords.” — George R.R. Martin Third Person POV The Grand Feast went off without a hitch. The Omegas brought out decadent dishes of all sorts to all the pack members, serving each a hearty amount. After the new crowning of their trio of leaders, everyone was … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 6” »
Chapter 5 – The Ceremony “Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” – Friedrich Nietzsche Third Person POV The Passage of the Alpha ceremony marked a new beginning for … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 5” »
Chapter 4 – The Unwanted “I was never good enough for my mum and she never let me forget it” ― Sarah Clay Halima I couldn’t understand how she-wolves could wear so much perfume without choking. The amalgamation of perfumes, food, pheromones, and children was a combination so gross it surprised me that no one … Read More “Untouchable Online Novel CHAPTER 4” »