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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walking in with two crisp water bottles in her hands. She was still dressed in her warm orange

figured you’d be here.” She handed me the bottles. With much appreciation, I chugged down the first one. pleasurable cool washing over me like an

“I couldn’t sleep.”

believe he took back his rejection. I

I opened the second bottle. “He’s

must be very desperate if he thinks he could win you back. And now, we have a deranged she–wolf

toss her in

folding one leg over the other. “Something tells me this summer will be one we’ll remember for

are going to be hell.” I groaned, chugging down my second bottle. “How can I concentrate on my job when I have a fucking Alpha breathing down

later, she burst out laughing. “I’m kidding! I wouldn’t do such a thing! But we do need to do

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

They’re possessive, demanding, and will fight to the end for their other halves. I mean, you

your Mom.”

he was a war machine. He slaughtered every rogue that made the momentous offense of looking at Mom. Mom was an excellent fighter in her rights, but Dad was merciless against enemies. So was Anthony. When Alesia was pregnant with Ximena and rogues dared to intrude again, he cut them down swiftly. I’ve seen it firsthand how

protect their mates.

were when

Neron intends on getting by any means

deep

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get back with Odessa or with another she–wolf. It is the only way to end this for

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My confidence suddenly depleted when my friend didn’t offer any words of advice. It was like she could see how hopeless this situation

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

again. I’ll put a silver bullet in my head

I split our batch of warriors into groups of three to work on a specific war specialty. A smile slinks on 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

met some morning during breakfast. They voiced their eagerness for their start.

training grounds separate from the adults, that accursed scent drifted in my

spotted Adama in the crowd, trailing next to his Alpha with springs in his step. The older man’s oceanic blue eyes met mine, a gleam of desire shining in them as he

Goddamnit.

eyes raked my body up and down,. flickering

here?” I got straight to the point, fists on my

on his training grounds?” Neron grinned. “I’ve collected the pups for you.” He gestures to the 30–something children behind

but frowned when my eyes flickered back to my

you‘ would suffice, my dear.”

I wanted to shed

straight to work. The pups obeyed, lining up in rows of six with five wolves behind the first six children. I study them, trying to spot

until we find your new Delta

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My heart thudded in excitement, cracking a bigger smile on my hair. Jutt as I was about an art. I felt a tap on my bare shoulder. Tiny, yet noticeable

if I affer a suggestion.

myself. Swallowing down my anger, I give Neron a strained smilie: “What the wou want to say Ali Weron

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

like a bad idea,” I

and I are on.

red–brown lips curling into a grin. I could see the anticipation on his face as the other students mumbled in

nodded. “But just this once. After

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 me. Our spar

you have work

“Come on, Kiv