Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 49 – The Request

“Please tell me the truth about yourself.“–Diane Samuels

Neron

Sometimes I find mys

in these dreams.

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On my knees with my hands clasped together.

I’m in a void of darkness, stars dotting and twinkling around the cosmic space. Above me shone the full moon, bright as a diamond–flame. White light projects itself upon me, dousing me in a chill. I did not falter–1 remained as still as a statue, silently praying to the Moon Goddess.

All my dreams that begin like this take a terrible tumble. I was either tossed into a nightmare or the darkness, the latter not happening often. Yet I feel as though this dream would be different. My heart and soul beg for an audience with my omnipotent goddess, the silent watcher of all werewolves, rogue or not. She is merciful and kind. All I was asking is a chance to speak with her.

I shut my eyes, shielding the tears that threatened to escape. My mind was filled with images of my mate, the mate I disgracefully threw away. All I could see was her anger and abhorrence, her snarls of hatred wishing to tear my limbs apart. Her anger contorts her face into one I fear, but also one I find beautiful. Kiya was beautiful when she was angry.

But that was not what I want. I don’t want her scowls. I want her smiles. I want to be the one who makes her lips curve upward, showing off her glittering white teeth. I want to give her the happiness my pack and I took from her.

I want her to be mine.

As my thoughts run rampant of Kiya, I feel something cool brush against my cheeks. It is feather–like, so soft that it could go unnoticed in the blink of an eye. “Open your eyes, Neron.”

I did. My eyes were met with captivating grey, sparing a glance into the depths of my soul. The moonlight cast a beautiful halo around the Moon Goddess, giving her an impossibly otherworldly look. My matron Goddess, the protector of Wolfkind…

“Moon Goddess…”

“That is me.” Her smile is small, annulled of humor. “I have heard your prayers, Neron. However, I found no

reason to answer them.”

My heart was shot, shot as if her words were a bullet of silver. This couldn’t be the end. Tears began to form in my eyes. I knew all along she had ignored my prayers, punishment for harming one of her many children. Could this treatment have been stretched to the rest of my pack? How many of our prayers had she ignored?

“Moon Goddess,” I spoke. “The dark deeds of myself and my pack cannot escape your eyes. I’ve done you wrong, insulted you, and laid my hand upon one of your children. Your child, who was my destined mate.”

her birth name like garbage because she wanted, desperately, to separate herself from the

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fool.” I admit ruefully. “There is no excuse for what I’ve done, my Goddess. There is no reason for me to harm her as I did, but I did it. Deep in my grief, I believed that punishing a young pup for the loss of my mother and sister is retribution enough. Never did I once think about her, But I did not

“What

“You’ve subjected years of abuse onto a defenseless pup. That trauma is a part of her now. It grew with her through her development, imprinting in her spirit. That part of her cannot be erased. I want nothing

half of your soul, the light of your life. Instead of embracing her with open arms, you dismember her flesh her and choose another female over her, who belongs to another. Rejecting your mate is the worst crime you could do against them, and in turn, insulting me. I pair wolves up for a reason,

head. “N–No…I didn’t. I realize my mistake

you want?” She leans down to my eye

once more. “I want to make up for the time I’ve wasted. But I want the forgiveness of my mate. I want

“You cannot come to me and ask me to erase the initial rejection. Besides, have you truly learned from this experience? Do you want to take back the rejection because you feel you have to, or is it because you genuinely

Kiya and her exoneration, I realized just how much her presence matters in the pack. When she died, everything slowly, but surely, fell apart. But then again, how much do I know

personality is drastically different from when she was a child. I remember her younger self parading after her big sister or hanging out with us on school holidays. She was a happy, high–spirited child with a smile that could light up the world. Now, she is a strong, intelligent, and untouchable woman with enough anger to burn the territory to the ground.

mate as the person she is today. But only if I get that chance. She wants nothing to do with me and

to burn under her gaze. Odessa would always be my first love, but Kiya is who my heart truly belongs

has more power than anyone realizes. She is a force to

prove

Goddess, all I am asking is for say. “When I look back at who I was before, I am sickened. I hate the monster that

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man, a better mate, and a better lover. I’d give anything to

what if that happiness is

will accept it. I don’t deserve her, but I

benevolent goddess Neron, but I will not hesitate to cast rightful judgment upon you and your pack for harming my

can’t be

mate, celebrated in her misery, and chose another wolf as your lover. That defined you as a heartless, selfish man. Your inability to face the truth until Kiya made her way towards your land defines you as weak. You cannot hide from your actions from the past as they directly

the pack in controlled chaos, many fearing of what repercussions would

absolutely no reason to trust you or anyone from your pack. I will not reverse the rejection because it is not my job. Second–chance mates are rare, and there is a reason Kiya does not have one. The retraction of the rejection is up to you and what you do from here

fault that Kiya

understanding. Everything is all on me now, My Moon Goddess is right. It’s my fa hates breathing the same air as me. It’s my fault that she would

as I can to win her heart back.

you on a whim. It will

about our bond? Is

of the bond revitalized. I cannot say the same for Kiya’s side. Bonds are not instantly repaired. It is like a wound; it takes time to heal. Only by committing to your goal would your efforts be fruitful. It

the flames of determination burning in my core. “I will prove myself worthy and capable, Moon Goddess.”