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.”

isn’t it?” I nodded. “It hurts my heart to see my child cast her birth name like garbage because she wanted, desperately, to separate herself from the pain.” Her eyes darted to the side, almost

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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 realize just how much I

“What

in her voice that struck fear into every nerve in my body. “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 more but my wolves to

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, but you didn’t want to see it back then, did you?”

given punishment, I shook my head. “N–No…I didn’t. I realize my mistake now, Moon Goddess.”

What is it you want?” She leans down to my eye level, striking silver gazing

eyes once more. “I want to make up for the time I’ve wasted. But I

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,

hard. After losing Kiya and her exoneration, I realized just how much her presence matters in the pack. When she died,

with us on school holidays. She was a happy, high–spirited child with a smile that could

want to know who she is now and get to know my mate as the person she is today. But only if I get that chance. She wants nothing to do with me and the rejection

every right to want me to burn under her gaze. Odessa would always be my first love, but Kiya is

indescribable. “Kiya is an incredibly special woman, Neron. She has more power than anyone realizes. She is a force to be reckoned with and in time, all will

chance to prove myself,”

before, I am sickened.

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Kiya thất I can and will change. That I will be a better man, a better mate, and a better lover. I’d give anything to 05:27 her in my arms, to give her everything and anything she wants. After

what if that happiness is

“Then I will accept it. I don’t deserve her, but I want to prove myself worthy to her and you.”

her. I am a benevolent goddess Neron, but I will not hesitate to cast rightful judgment upon you

a god’s punishment. It can’t be any worse than what Kiya went

as your rightful 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 affected both Kiya’s future and her actions towards you. She

caught the drift of Kiya’s identity had the pack in controlled chaos, many fearing of what

Trust is easily broken, but difficult to get back, and Kiya has 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

fault that Kiya

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 never forgive

I can to win her heart back.

Kiya to forgive you on a whim. It will take time, if ever. Wolves are inherently very impatient and demand things to happen instantaneously, but I am warning you. Rush, and you

about our bond? Is

I cannot say

feet, the flames of determination burning in