Untouchable Chapter 47

**Congratulations, you did it! You gave me a great desire to hate you!” – Unknown*

*** Artemis***

Orion lunged at me the moment my paws hit the ground. He was quick. But I was quicker when I took a sidestep, brown blurring in my peripherals. His jaws snapped at me, lunging for my neck.

Since I am a Beta wolf, I was bigger, towing over him by several inches. I ducked, ramming my head into his chest before twisting around and biting his leg, sinking my sharp teeth into it.

I toss the hound to my side, blood dribbling from my jaws. Orion hoisted back on his paws, ignoring the damage to his leg. Like a warrior wolf, he was trained to fight until he couldn’t anymore. Lucky for him, so was I.

He snagged me a couple of times, a swipe of his claws to my sides, a bite to the leg, or the tail. But I was better, stronger, and faster. I countered every move he made, making a clean brown wolf into a marred mess of brown and red.

As my last act of offense, I sunk my jaws into his neck, biting down harder every time he struggled. I won’t kill him but leave him with a reminder to never challenge me without proper training ever again.

After a minute of struggling, Orion relents, kneeling in surrender, I unsheathed my teeth from his neck, spitting the blood from my mouth and shaking off my fur from all dirt. My blue glared deep into his gold, conveying a silent message that only wolves could hear, regardless of pack links.

“*Never underestimate your opponent*. *I let you off easy, but the enemy will not*. *Consider this your only warning”.”

I turned, leaving the wolf to his devices. From the stairs of the packhouse, I could see Neron. But more importantly, I could see his wolf within him. Onyx. He looked forlorn, eyes beseeching mine. With a soft growl, I jerked my head away from him.

***Great job, Artemis**.” Kiya cheered. “**I knew you could do it**.”

*Not without you, Ki*.” Sapphire, Abigail, and Jacqueline surrounded me at all sides, using their bodies to shield me from prying eyes. Galen came over with an oversized t-shirt.

It’s time to bid adieu to the world around me. With ease, I allowed my human control as our bodies shifted.

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**Raina***

The scent was unmistakable. It wafted my nose the moment the woman shifted back. It was the scent that I pleaded every night to the Moon Goddess to bring back. It was the scent that faded from her child’s clothes my parents keep in their house to remember her by. It was the scent that brought me back to the happier days of my childhood before things fell into horse shit.

I watched as Kiya emerged from her huddle of friends wearing an oversized t-shirt that covered her essentials. I came to see the new warriors’ training when instead, I got the spectacle of a lifetime. White wolves were rare, and I never thought I live to see one in person.

But I saw the face.

*Her face*.

Her face much like mine. Her curls, her skin, her eyes…the big chocolate eyes I missed so much. Hot tears stung my eyes, swimming down my cheeks as I stared at the face of my lost family.

Of my baby sister.

“Halima!” I cried out, my heart beating a mile a minute in my chest. She looked up at me, and I winced, backing up a step. Her eyes didn’t hold love like they used to, but repugnance and malice.Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jo bn ib.com. Visit J o0b n1b . c o m  to read the complete chapters for free. It shook my very core, sending shudders down my spine. It made me want to curl up into a hole and hide, for the sheer power of her stare is fearsome.

“Hi, Raina.” She responded, but not without an added snarl. Unable to control my legs, I ran. I ran to my baby sister. I ran to the woman that I wished upon every fallen star to see again. I wanted to hold her, tell her how much I loved her, and how sorry I am for hurting her.

But I didn’t get that chance.

Halima pushed me to the ground.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” She shouted at me as I landed right on my ass. “Don’t ever touch me!”

Now that I am closer, her glare is more powerful. The inferno of hatred and revulsion pulled me into the pits, searing me like a slab of steak on a grill. The woman standing above me was my sister, but she was different. She was stronger and better than I ever thought she would be.

I knew, if she had her way, she would tear me apart in seconds. She was terrifying.

“Halima, it’s me, Raina. Remember? Your sister!” I pleaded, my tears unending.

“Oh, I know who you are.” She glowered. “You are no sister of mine. My sister s back in California.”

Her words stabbed me in the heart, tearing my heartstrings out one by one. “No, you don’t mean that.”

“I do. Wholeheartedly.” Halima bent down, leaning in so close that our noses almost touched. “And my name is Kiya now. Not Halima. And unless you wish to be hurt, you’ll leave me **alone**.”

Kiya stood back on her feet, glaring at the warriors who all stopped their training to look at her. “The hell are you all are staring at?” That was more than enough to kick the wolves’ asses back into gear, like the spectacle with Orion never happened.

I tried to reach out to my sister again, but she jerked her hand away like I was a piece of hot coal. My heart continues to break piece by piece the more she rejects me, leaving me on the ground in my tears. It wasn’t long until Valerian came over to help me up. But I was in so deep of pain that even his touch couldn’t calm me. I pushed my husband aside and ran back into the packhouse.

My sister is here. My sister is alive.

***And her hatred will tear me apart***.


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