Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 50 – The Comfort

“Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.“– Veronica Roth

Kiya – Later That Day

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After training ended for the day, I visited Mr. and Mrs. Dubois in their home. After what Kwame told me when he visited Garnet Moon, I made it a task to visit his parents. I was pulled into a bone–crushing hug by Mrs. Dubois who praised the Moon Goddess for protecting me with tears in her eyes. Even Mr. Dubois hugged me.

It felt strange, honestly. I wasn’t used to receiving love from anyone in Zircon Moon, but the Dubois family held a special place in my heart. Because of their bravery, I am here today. My ashes would have been discarded somewhere, forever forgotten.

They were the only people I cared about, besides the children and a few of the other innocent pack members, and I will do all that I can to ensure their safety. They deserve the best for defying all orders from their Alpha to help a little girl.

Speaking of children, I will start training the newly shifted pups tomorrow morning and Adama is included! His parents entrust his safety to me, and I will honor that promise. To have the honor to train the future Gamma is reward enough. At twelve years old, I could sense the potential in him, and I will do my best to make him a strong wolf.

As I was heading back into the packhouse, Darien jogged up to me. He wasn’t himself this morning and backed out on training today. The worry all of us had the night before came back at full force and I admit, I almost went against my word of not following him and demanding to know what was wrong with him. I felt relieved to see that he was willing to talk to me.

“Darien? What’s the ma-”

“I need to speak to you. Now.” His hand locked around my wrist in a tight grip, pulling me harshly towards the house. From his touch alone, I could sense the wave of emotions rushing through him.

Pain.

Anger.

Confusion.

Frustration.

I ignored the lingering eyes of the surrounding wolves, curious to know what was wrong. We even passed by our friends, who raised an eyebrow at the both of us. Galen, of course, was munching on Darlen’s oreos. I pray to Selene that he doesn’t get his ass whooped by Darien. We trotted up the stairs to the third floor, passing by my room and heading into his.

When we entered, Darien locked the door behind him and paced in circles. Quietly, I sat on the bed, watching him battle for control over his wolf. With his eyes flickering to black, I braced myself for the lingering possibility of things going awry.

“Darien?” I asked, worried. “What’s going on?”

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mate.”

on my face. As happy as I was for him, there was something else to it. “Congratulations!

rejected me

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night; angry and wanting to be alone. Darien was in pain. My heart wept powerfully for him. I wanted none of my friends to feel the pain of rejection, and it looked like fate fucked

would do this to such a great

of pain that entered his chest. “I didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even give me a chance. She outright rejected our bond and told me she deserves someone better and stronger,

a lingering, boisterous devil in my body, and now, I was ready to let it out. What kind of selfish person did this? Darien may be a stoic and indifferent man, but he is the one person anyone would want by their side in battle. He protects all those he loves

will end them.

He suddenly asked me, forcing me out

“Do what?”

Confusion was written all over his face, mingling with pain that was stabbing his

I felt like I was going to cry. I shook my head. “No. Anyone would have the honor of being your mate. You are an amazing person, Darien. Your rank does not define your worth to your soulmate.” I slumped against the bedframe, my shoulders dipping as my hands came to my face. “I don’t know if I’m the best person to answer your rejection question. I accepted mine, severing the bond.

myself for my one and only, and she doesn’t even want me. I don’t know what to do, Kiya. It hurts to look at her smile. It hurts to be the one who can’t

“Who is she?”

I think. She’s from this

that narrows it down to about a

to the Alpha. Who am I to think I

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unmoving “what

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my voice, his eyes shooting up to meet my brown. I could feel the flames of fury already combusting in my body, threatening to overflow. The devil wanted to be

mate is Odessa?”

friends was destined to the malignant bitch who took pleasure in hurting me. The one who

a movie read of the number of times Odessa hurt me. Pushing me down the stairs, tossing me in a tub full of hot water, hacking off chunks of my bain, calling me fat and worthless when I was mere bone, complaining to Jonatham and Neron to get them to hurt me, even forcing

gory red. I wanted revenge, not just for me, but for Darien. I wanted to kill

I heard Darien’s voice like a distant whisper..

telltale sign that my anger was winning, and my defenses were wavering. My pawers functioned as an extension of my emotions, tangible enough for me to see and feel. If I was angry, it was angry. If

wanted her

quaking body. “Don’t get angry on my

arms, to start my quest for vengeance. Wan Durtien going to lie down and

he just going to let this two–timing bitch

strained whisper, the last of my defenses working hard to push

take on that responsibility.” He pulled me away from him, looking into my glowing blue eyes. “What goes on between my mate and I is none of your commem. It is my responsibility,