Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 44 – The Nephew

“The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.“–Plutarch

Kiya

“You behave while I’m gone, okay? I expect no trouble from you.”

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“I’ll be fine, big bro. When have you known me to cause trouble?” I giggled, squeezing him tight in our hug. Anthony was leaving to Garnet Moon and my heart wept. I knew this was coming, but it didn’t make it any easier. I’ll miss him terribly.

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The others bid their Alpha farewell before returning inside the packhouse, leaving the two of us alone. They knew we needed a moment together before he left. This was different. This was unlike when I return to San José for the school year. I knew when I was coming back, and I was in a place where I was welcomed and loved for who I am. Here, I don’t know when I’ll return, and I was in a place I abhorred.

“You’ve grown and matured a lot, Little Bit,” Anthony whispered, bright hazel swimming in distant memories. “I still can’t believe how strong you’ve gotten. You amaze me and I know you’ll get through this.”

I nod, my smile was sincere. My eyes glazed with unshed tears. “Sometimes I wonder what my life would be if Mom and Dad didn’t find me. Would I have still been a rogue? Would I have died?”

“That’s why what–ifs should remain what–ifs. Fate brought my parents to you and blessed you with the joy you never got.” He scoffs inaudibly, his eyes scanning not only the packhouse behind me but the surrounding territory. “This pack does not understand what they lost that day. But…” He looks back at me. “I’ll never stop being proud of you. You’re a trooper, Little Bit. And I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I hugged my big brother one last time, my tears dripping onto his shoulder. I promised I wouldn’t cry, but I couldn’t keep them in any longer. I couldn’t thank him and his family enough for keeping my hope and love alive.

I will make them proud, no matter what.

I waved goodbye to Anthony as I watched his van roll out of the territory, leaving me alone. It is a bittersweet separation, but I found myself at peace. Garnet Moon had given me the tools and the assurance to move forward with my life, and that is what I will do.

Once the black van faded from my sight, I headed back inside the packhouse on my way to the common room. The others and I were planning out the new training schedules and routines based on the files that Kwame had given us. We plan to assess the strength and aptitudes of all the fighter wolves later this afternoon.

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‘Bossman is finally gone, huh?” Galen asked as I slumped on the couch next to him, crossing my feet on the

table.

“Yep. It’s just us now.”

Sapphire passed me a couple of manilla files. “Time to get down to business. We already started on the first stack, so you can start on the other.” Each file held the profile of each fighter wolf, labeling their basic stats such as how much weight they could lift and their running times. I also spotted basic information like their height, weight, and age. Every wolf we came across has its strengths and weaknesses we can work with.

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enough. We need these wolves to become stronger because we do not

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for new items we could use in their new regimens. Since Zircon Moon decided to implement training regimens to the newly shifted pups, we needed t come up with a schedule and routine fit for the young wolves. I don’t want to burden the young ones

wolves, I haven’t seen Neron around. I spotted him when we were having breakfast earlier this morning, but he didn’t stay for long. He looked speed and ate his food in his office, leaving no room for questions. I couldn’t

the kitetem. took

him without ripping his head off, soll was the best option. I didn’t mind it. As I am walking up

“Oops! Sorry!”

to look at a little boy no more than five years old with a toy airplane in his tiny hands.. His youthful, medium–tanned skim ut fint amidgens of dirt, his curly mess of black hair rested on top of his small head, his eyes were bright emerald green with his cute button nose and full lips. When his eyes ment mine, an enormous smile

I smiled. “You shall be careful of where you’re going. You never know who

the party last night!” He exclaimed, hopping in place. His buzzing excitement is contagious. “You will multe te wives very strong, right?”

“Yep! That’s the

a string wolf too?” He asked me, his eyes shining. “Daddy always toit mell will grow up to be a big, strong wolf so I could protect

once your wo is born. I promise I stretched out my hand. “My name is Kiya.

Donny!” Adonis shakes my hand

us sapesa!!”

that is sweet of you,

office? I can take you

to talk to me, judging by how he wouldn’t stop wigting. Smiling, I rose to fi height andl incatided, allowing the young boy to lead me to Neron’s office. He batibles on about his day in school and how

the over–energized children back at home. Pure and innocent. Adonis was just like them, and in my heart, I knew that he was

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wolf, that couldn’t be any farther from

is that

Goddess! The power in his blood is like mine, Jackie’s, and

blood. He’s Raina and Valerian’s son. I couldn’t believe that I was

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that same child make airplane noises as he soars his toy in the air. A very, very deep part of me was saddened at this. Adonis has no idea that he is talking to his

about me to him at

all. All Adonis needed were his parents and grandparents. That saddened part of me quickly turned into anger over the fact that my nephew would never learn the truth about what his Mom did to me. Raina will always be the sweet, innocent mother and not the sinister demon who took pleasure

the sin of their parents. Adonis is an innocent child who hasn’t experienced the full pleasures of life, yet. He deserves to live

that, Adonis would never see me

we are!” He announced, presenting the mahogany double doors of the Alpha’s office with an outstretched hand. Neron’s scent permeated through the creases of the doors, announcing his presence inside. “Want

laughing. He squealed, batting my fingers

light. Such a precious little boy. Turning to the door, I knocked hard three