Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 52 – The Collision

“If someone pushes you, you push right back.“– Sara Farizan

Kiya

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Sounds of hits to nylon resonated through the noiseless air of the gym. My fists hit the red coating of the punching bag, grains of sand rippling with each impact. Alternating, my feet hit the bag in rapid succession. The corner digital clock read 4:35 A.M. in bold red. Most of the pack was asleep and here I was, beating the crap out of the gym bag because I couldn’t sleep.

How could I, knowing that my ex–mate was hunting for my heart?

I’m pissed as hell. Does the ol‘ bastard think he could have me? He had another thing coming! Every time I punch the red, I see Neron’s face. That stupid smirk refused to leave my mind. His expression alone told me he was up to the challenge, oozing self–assurance that he’ll emerge as the winner.

Not by a long shot!

Fucking mate bond! I hate that thing! I thought once you accept the rejection, the initial bond should be gone for good. But now that Neron didn’t mark Odessa and withdrew his rejection, it put me in a tough spot. How long until I feel it? Can I weather this crap for the entire summer?

I roared, fury hammering the punching bag faster than my eyes could track. No matter, that Alpha is still the monster who ruined my life. He gave me a permanent scar on my shoulder blade! I cannot lose sight of the clear–cut truth, Neron was my abuser and I’ll never mate with him.

I rather see him suffer than kiss those damn lips.

My vision flashed. Wisps of white spiraled around my wrists, dancing across my digits. Tiny explosions of white emitted from the contact between the nylon and my flesh like tiny fireworks, lighting up around me. My power had come out to play, and it was having fun. It dances the tango with my anger, my vision flashing redder than the punching bag.

If Neron wanted a fight, I’ll give him a war.

With a final yell, I punched as hard as I could. The big bag flew off its hinges, landing on the gym floor in a pathetic thud with sand dribbling out of its lesions. Sweat amassed my body, dripping from my temples. The white around my finger disappeared, bathing me in darkness with only a dim light shining behind me.

“No one will use that again.” Artemis chuckled in our mind–link.

“Hilarious.” I rolled my eyes while walking to the gym bleachers, grabbing my phone. “I’m beyond frustrated.

Who the hell does Neron think he is?”

“He is a pompous jerk, and so is his wolf.” She grumbled, her anger matching mine. “They won’t stop until they mark us.”

“That won’t happen!” I snapped, holding my sweaty head in my hands. “Neron doesn’t deserve me, and Onyx does not deserve you. I don’t care what destiny says.”

“As will I. When you fight, I will fight right beside you. The pain they caused us cannot be forgotten..

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e’re fighting this together and we will emerge victorious in this war.”

“You’re my ride–or–die Artemis. You’re stuck with me, no matter what.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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I turned to see Sapphire walking in with two crisp water bottles in her hands. She was still dressed in her

bottles. With much appreciation, I chugged down the first one. pleasurable cool washing over me like an ocean

“I couldn’t sleep.”

believe he took back his

opened the second bottle. “He’s

if he thinks he could win you back. And now, we have a deranged

Jackie try to toss her in the

one leg over the other. “Something tells me this summer will be

my second bottle. “How can I concentrate on my job when I have a fucking Alpha breathing

in shock at Sapphire’s cool, unwavering. tone. Seconds later, she burst out laughing. “I’m kidding! I wouldn’t do such a thing! But we

my head. “Neron is my problem, I’ll deal with him.”

sure? He won’t leave you alone, Kiki. Alphas don’t give up easily. They’re possessive, demanding, and will fight to the end for their other halves. I

your Mom.”

of Mom. When the rogues attacked Garnet Moon last year, he was a war machine. He slaughtered every rogue that made the momentous offense of looking at Mom. Mom was

protect their mates.

couldn’t imagine how they were when they first

the trophy that Neron intends

deep shit.

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to be a way to make Neron look elsewhere,” I mumbled, “He has to get back with Odessa or with another she–wolf.

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side. I could smell her doubt intermingled with her apple pie scent. My confidence suddenly

giving up. The bastard could bark and howl all he wants. He deserves to suffer from the broken mate bond.

be his victim again. I’ll put a silver bullet in my

my face as I watched Darien bark out orders to his group in their wolf forms. He looked better this morning, ready to buckle down and deliver. Galen and Sapphire worked together with

their eagerness for their start. It

training grounds separate from the adults, that accursed scent drifted in my nose. His scent. The scent I wished to rid for

Neron lead the group of the newly shifted pups towards me, many of them sporting exercise gear, hopping with untamed excitement. I spotted Adama in the crowd, trailing next to his Alpha with springs in his step. The

Goddamnit.

He spoke, a slight purr pervaded his voice. Neron’s eyes

are you here?” I got straight to the point, fists on my hips.

training grounds?” Neron grinned. “I’ve collected the pups for you.” He gestures to the 30–something children behind him. “All are ready to learn from a renowned

between us. I smiled warmly at the youngsters but frowned when my eyes flickered back to my ex–mate. “I

you‘ would suffice,

going to happen.” I gagged at one of his probable pet names for me. I wanted to shed my skin and

six with five wolves behind the first six children. I study them, trying to spot any falters or fear in the sea of colorful eyes, but I see none.

indefinitely until we find

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altusuti af ans, little ones. Training for battle and war is not for the faint of heart. each of you and

smile on my hair. Jutt as I was about an art. I felt a tap on my bare shoulder. Tiny, yet noticeable sparks erupted from that single touch. My umilie matantly fell as I

if I affer a

for the pups tell myself. Swallowing down my anger, I give Neron a strained smilie:

He grinned, his fume shieitling any detection al mischievousness. “They’ll work harder if they see what their Delta is made off. Sputting would get their

a bad idea,” I mutter, rubbing

to set goals to reach the levell the others and I are on. Maybe if I could pull Jackie away from

lips curling into a grin. I could see the anticipation on

this once. After that, we are to

to mind–link Jackie until Neron spoke again. “Why don’t you spar with me?” look at him in frank disbelief, a scoff escaping my mouth. The game he was trying to play is abvious. It was an attempt to get closer to

have work to

“Come on, Kiv