Untouchable Summary Novels & Stories

***Daniel's POV*** I stared at the shattered look on Emma’s face, and something heavy twisted in my chest. The raw pain in her eyes hit harder than I expected. For a moment, I considered reaching for her, but thought better of it. She needed space, I'm sure she'll come around eventually My phone buzzed the moment I stepped out of the room. I made my way to the study and shut the door behind me. "Speak." “Sir, we couldn’t find the attackers,” my assistant reported.

That I had become untouchable. The only thing that could cause an uproar is Leo refusing to cooperate with me. The way he slammed the door was scary. I hadn’t meant to go that far, but I just couldn’t shake that feeling off. After everything I had lost, I couldn’t afford to trust blindly again. Plus, now I know I had nothing to worry about, concerning him. But I saw it in Leo’s eyes while he flipped through the pages and looked back at me. Not just shock or anger, but disappointment. As though I had betrayed him. And that made my throat ache surprisingly.

So bad it made community theater look like Broadway. Who trusts a stranger they met three hours ago, anyway? And what kind of idiot thinks a stoic alpha type like Sebastian would fall for it? Back at the table, most guests were barely picking at their food. Except for Tang, who was shoveling eggs and toast like he hadn't eaten in a week. Last night, he had worked him like a one-man covert ops team: dismantling surveillance, cutting the power,capturing security staff and stringing them up like party decorations, creating distractions...

The space between us disappeared without me noticing when it happened. Or maybe—I did notice and didn’t stop it. “You’ve been controlled,” he continued. “Calculated. Untouchable.” His gaze moved slowly, “But not unaffected.” My breath caught slightly. Just enough for him to notice. “Brian—” I started. But I didn’t finish because his hand lifted. His fingers brushed lightly against my jaw, tilting my face just enough to hold my gaze where he wanted it. His touch was controlled but it burned. “You’re reacting,” he said quietly.

When Judah finally came to, Damon handled the human teaching staff, explaining away the four girls' injuries on an exploding prank gone wrong. Knox was missing, and Judah was having trouble reconciling what his wolf confirmed seeing with reality. Lisa Montgomery was a threat, there was no denying that, and the young gamma hoped that his Alpha could keep a clear head when dealing with her.

He says and before I can protest, my laptop chimes. I click on the screenshot he just sent me and it shows that he has little over a billion dollars in his account. “Okay.” I drag the word. Should I take this offer? If I do, this would be the most dangerous and hardest job I have done in my life. Jacob Reigns is a ghost, how does one even kill a ghost? He is not literally one, but it is impossible to see him. Even the people who work for this man has not seen him before.

stir the batter while Damien made coffee, stealing kisses over her head. As the family sat at the table, sunlight streaming in, Martin looked at his husband and daughter and felt a profound sense of completeness. The journey from hidden notes and fearful glances to this—open, celebrated, enduring—had been worth every risk. The testimonial match had been a beautiful full circle, but it wasn’t truly the end. It was another beginning.