Chapter 7 â My Humanity
âOne love, one heart, one destiny.â-Robert Marley
Kiya
I couldnât get over what happened at the beach. A brand-new day was ahead, but my mind was stuck on last night.
A g**d could be after me. A full-bodied, breathing, angry deity.
What the hell did I do this time?
Artemisâ paws pounded against the forest floor as her snow-white coat raced through the trees. The early morning sun spilled through the gaps between the redwood jungle and the birdsâ morning song filled our ears. My wolf and I took advantage of the privacy of the silent land until the soldiers woke up for their training. Artemis ducked under branches, jumped over logs, and s**d protruding roots. Her panting filled my ears while I sat with my thoughts.
I wasnât sure if I could become the avatar my species needed again. Osirisâ sinister touch made a lasting impact on me and my family. His evil vanished with his life, but it didnât repair the damage he had done to me. Through intensive therapy with Mayra, Iâve learned to pick up the pieces of my life and glue them back together. And I was satisfied with the life I have without worrying about an imminent threat targeting me.
But, because I pi**d off a g*d, that peace threatened to shatter again. I couldnât catch a da**n break if it hit me in my face.
âAn avatarâs job is never done,â Artemis said as she gradually tame to a stop, lifting her head to the canopy. She trotted to an adjacent pond and drunk out of it. âI canât say that I was suspecting a g**d out of all things, but everyone canât feel the change in the air.â
âIs it wrong to wish for some normalcy?â I asked. âWeâve worked way too hard to rebuild our life for a deity with a chip on their shoulder to ruin it. I just wish fate did not call us to be avatars again so soon.â
âYou and I both know our lives wonât ever be normal, no matter how much we beg for it.â Artemis huffed, resting her body on the ground with her head on her paws. âI, too, wish for our peace to last a little longer. We did good for ourselves, but most importantly, you, K**i. Selene wouldnât have made you her avatar if she didnât believe in your strength.â
âI know Iâm special,â I replied sarcastically. âYou know, sometimes I get jealous of our friends and family. They donât have to carry the responsibility of being a mini goddess amongst all the wolves. Ever since weâve reached goddesshood, it feels like the world is slowly slipping from my fingers. I donât feel as connected to the world as I once did. This higher power flows through the both of us, and it is a part of us, but I donât want to become it.â
âYou arenât losing your humanity, Kiya.â
âWhat if I am, Artemis?â Fear rested, heavily above my heart. âIf we fight this g**d, what then? The only g*d who had eyes on us was Selene, and now, who knows who else? I donât want to appear whiny or b**h*y, but I donât know if I want to be an avatar anymore. I want peace over the power to fight g**d*s and s**t.â
âYou arenât being whiny. Youâre scared of losing everything youâve fought tooth and nail to get. I understand t
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he enormous pressure and burden both of us have to carry. Weâre always aware that we have a leg up over all werewolves, in power and strength. However, there is good that came out of all of this, and you know what they are. Being an avatar isnât all that bad. We just⦠have a lot of side quests besides our main one.â
I laughed, feeling the fear diminish bit by bit. Goddess, Iâm so thankful to have Artemis. She always knew what to say and when to say it. âYeah, I can see that. I wonder what happens when we complete the main quest, you know? What do we
get at the end?â
âWell.â Artemis let out a big yawn, stretching her body and paws out like a cat, wiggling her butt and tail in the air. âAll that weâve ever wanted. You and I wished for so many things, and Iâm confident weâll get them. Itâll take time.â
âAnd a lot of risk. I hope we donât have to risk our livelihoods again.â
âBe prepared if we might have to, again. There is no telling what could come out of this. Whatever comes our way, Kiya, weâll be okay. Weâre a powerhouse-no one can take us down. Many have tried.â
âAnd thatâs why theyâre dead.â
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Ebony and Ivory were curled up in their cat beds when I came back from the morning run. Their little ears twitched, and heads perked shortly after I shut the dooralvoryâs tail wagged idly while Ebony hopped out of her bed and stretched.
âHi, baby.â I cooed, scratching her head. She pawed at my hands and bit my fingers, making me laugh. Ivory, envious of her sisterâs attention, trotted over and demanded with a sharp meow. âSo spoiled.â 1 pet the ragdoll too, watching as she stretched to butt my palm. Both cats pounced on top of my bed, snuggling under the tussled covers with their gold and blue eyes trained on my every move.
âIâll feed you two after I shower, I promise,â I said, rummaging through my drawers for a clean towel. Both cats meowed at me as if they were saying you better or else. Chatter echoed from my window, signaling that the warriors had awoken and begun their daily bout of training. When I pulled out my towel, it pulled something heavy along with it, the corner of the object landing on my unfortunate toes.
I muttered every curse word known to man. Gritting my teeth, I glared at the culprit at my feet and my mood lightened up. It was the Legend of the White Wolf book. I havenât cracked this thing open in a while. Picking up the book, I set my towel over the bathroom doorknob and sat on my bed, examining the leather spine.
âI wish you can tell me moreâ¦â The book was an enigma beyond my understanding. The pages sprung open after 1 nicked my finger with a needle and unlocked the magical lock. Nothing has changed since I last opened it, which was almost a year after Osirisâ death. During that time, I noticed new pages were written, speaking about the ascension to goddesshood. But it didnât tell me anything new. I ran my fingers over the new content I read back then, the words emitting a low, silver glow. This was all the book was willing to reveal to me.
Iâll never understand this thing. Why show me what I already know? Why couldnât the blank pages be filled with content I needed to know? Must everything be a mystery waiting to be solved?
âFate wants you to make your own discoveries,â Artemis said.
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âWell, Iâm tired of it. Fate needs to give me directions because Iâm winging everything at this point.â
âWhereâs the fun in that? Donât you want to go on new adventures and explore what humans can never reach
in their lifetime?â
âNo.â
I rolled my eyes, setting the book back in my drawer again. Ivory and Ebony followed me as if they had nothing else to do except bother me for food. Itâll reveal more when the time was right, whenever the hell that would be. The cryptic b**i*t was picking away at my nerves.
Suddenly, my cats stood erect on their paws, arched their backs, and hissed. A shadow loomed through my window, blocking the sunlight. I was ready, on high alert, to combat whatever my cats were on edge about, but I jumped and shrieked at the d**n intruder grinning, hanging upside down from a branch like a circus monkey.
I threw my window open, scowling at the perpetrator with hands planted on my windowsill. âCanât you be a normal person and use the f**g door next time?â
âI donât like to announce my arrival unless I have to.â Nuria shot me a wink. âAnd this is more fun!â
âYou should be more careful, Nuri. What if I was naked?â
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âI donât mind a show.â She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, making me laugh. I shimmied out of the way opening the window wider, allowing my friend to slip through with ease. She was still more Diana than a wolf, but at least she had some courtesy as an owl. Ivory and Ebony calmed down, sitting on their butts as their tails wagged behind them. âWhatâs up, p**t*s?â
âMeow.â
âWhat are you doing here?â I asked, walking toward my closet. âYouâre a long way from home. Does Neron know youâre here?â
âEh, what he doesnât know canât hurt him, right?â
âNuria⦠you know how protective he is of you.â
âYeah, yeah.â She waved it off. âHeâll know once he figures out that I took his car. Mom knows, though! Besides, he doesnât know that Iâm here to see you.â
âInteresting.â I pulled out a blue sleeveless tank and tossed it on the bed. âIs he okay? He texted me last night and said he had a bad dream, but told me not to worry about it. Should I not worry?â
Nuria pivoted on her heels, averting her eyes to avoid my gaze. Now, I was curious. She knows something but doesnât want to tell me. Ebony walked over and pawed at the hem of her jeans, curling her tail around her ankle. I watched Nuria exhale weight off her shoulders and mustered up the fakest smile Iâve ever seen. âHeâs right. Heâs fine. We had a family talk with Mom last night, so thereâs no need to worry.â
I arched an eyebrow. âOh? How did that go?â
âIt went well. Just⦠figuring stuff out that weâve never known before.â Her smile lessened to a small one, scratching
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the back of her neck. âWeâre fine, I promise.â
Liar. âAlright.â
âSo, I know youâre coming to the party! Just like that, the gloomy atmosphere melted into a sunny one. âAnd⦠I was wondering if you could stay over after it?â
âStay over? For how long?â
âA week and a half? Maybe two?â Nuria scampered over me with wide blue eyes, pursing out her quivering bottom lip as she grabbed my hands. F**g fantastic, the dreaded puppy dog stare. âPlease! I promise to make it fun! Plus, itâll be like old times again!â
âOld timesâ¦.â I whispered. âCouldâve you have told me this over text? It wouldâve saved you the trip.â
âWell, I⦠I wanted to see you.â She squeezed my hands, caressing the backs with her thumb. Her blue eyes clouded over in emotion I couldnât decipher well. Worry? Concern? Fear? I wasnât sure what to say, so I remained still. âYou know, just to make sure youâre okay.â
âIâm always okay.â Most of the time, anyway. âReally, this couldâve been done over text, but Iâm not holding it against you. This is teetering on the edge of sudden last-minute changes, but youâre not the one to plan ahead.â
âI live on the edge.â She shot me a wink and a grin. âSo, will you stay over?â
âDoes Neron know about this?â
âOh, Iâll handle him. Donât fret.â
I thought about it for a second. That meant being around Neron again after so long. I wanted to see him and his pack, yet I wasnât sure how I fit into his picture after the separation. Would he be delighted to see me? Was he ready to see me? There was also Raina I had to think about, and Orchid, the niece Iâve never met. Is this a sign from the universe to
take this chance?
Artemis and Onyx can reunite, too. I know she misses him a lot.
âNo, I donât. I donât miss that puppy.â Artemis scoffed.
Yes, you do. More than you think.â
âKiya?â
âIâll stay over.â I finally said. âOnly because I have nothing to do for the next month.â
Nuria squealed and drew me into a tight hug, swinging me from side to side. I wouldâve enjoyed the hug if my face wasnât filled with two round breasts, Heat burned my cheeks when she squeezed me tighter, pressing my face further into her pillowy bosom.
This must be what heaven felt like.
âKiya! Are you awake? I wanted to talk to- My door swung open, the wildberry scent filling the air in an instant.
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Nuria forced me away from her, snapping her neck at Phoebe. Rumbling echoed from her chest and I saw her flexing her fingers as if she was resisting the urge to pounce. The two women engaged in a staring contest in the middle of my room, but I didnât miss the growing pink on Phoebeâs checks. My eyes darted back to Nuria, her eyes flickering from black to blue like a faulty lightbulb.
O-Ohâ¦
âN-Nuriaâ¦â Phoebe whispered, taking a step closer toward us. âH-hi⦠Iâ¦â
âI have to go,â Nuria muttered, her voice dropping to a deep alto that Iâve heard before. It was the voice of Angelika, her wolf. She darted toward the window and dived out. Phoebe and I screamed, running to it in hopes we donât see the worst, but we watched my best friend climb down from the tree bark and disappear into the woods without looking
back.
What the hell was that about?
I turned to look at Phoebe; her face fell and shoulders slumped forward. Sunlight bounced off her purple eyes filling with her tears. I tried to touch her shoulder, to offer some comfort, but she instead turned her back and bolted out of my room, slamming the door behind her. Ivory meowed and pawed at the door, wanting to go after her.
This was not how I wanted to spend my morning.