Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 58 – The Heat (Part 2)

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“When trust is broken, there is not any medicine to recover that again, as it was before, even you try hard to gain back.“– Ehsan Sehgal

Third Person POV

The pain of the heat refused to leave. The firestorm of the she–wolf’s desire continued to scorch like a treacherous wildfire, pirouetting with agony. Coupled with her bleary mind, Kiya endured the suffering. The ice baths aided in lowering her temperature, but the relief lasted for minutes. No amount of ice cream quashed the deep fire in her core. Artemis suffered, writhing and whimpering. The two cannot communicate because of the sharing of pain.

The heat forbids Kiya from thinking about miscellaneous things. It wanted Kiya to focus on her mate and how much she needed him. It was true. She needed Neron. The Delta knew only the touch of her mate would solve her predicament. The pain boiled and sizzled from the tips of her toes to her head, forcing a guttural whine from her lips.

As she

laid curled in a ball on her bed, Kiya momentarily thought about letting Neron in. Her desperation showed as the night grew. But she couldn’t do it. The episode at training joined with her traumatic flashbacks made her wary of the presence of a male. She trusted Galen and Darien with her life because they’re her best friends.

However, she doesn’t trust Neron. She doesn’t trust that he would control his instincts. She doesn’t believe he’ll resist the allure of her heat–coated scent. He’ll mate with her against her will. That part frightened Kiya more than the heat itself. What if she lets him in and he hurts her?

Who would Kiya blame then, Neron or herself for trusting him?

Trust. Easily broken but difficult to forge. A singular word with much weight and, ironically, fragility. Kiya’s trust was rarely given. It took months for her to trust her family and friends. Why? In the back of her mind, there was always that voice that forces her to be vigilant of the intentions of others. To warn her that everyone was out to hurt her until proven otherwise. It acts as her twisted guardian angel, planting seeds of doubt in her mind with every encounter of people.

How could she trust Neron? He hasn’t done one thing to prove that he was trustworthy. No one in Zircon Moon had besides the Dubois. How could Kiya trust in the promise he made to her, that he’ll protect her from harm?

The harm she needed protection from was him and his animalistic wolf.

Several knocks on the door knocked her out of her thoughts. Her nostrils flared at the earthy scent drifting from the door. Her desire wanted him, but her rationale rejected him. Kiya’s body, covered with a thin blanket, shook violently at Neron on the other side.

“Kiya, we need to talk.” He whispered; a palm pressed against the door. “I know you’re suffering. You shouldn’t go through this alone.”

“I can deal with this myself.” Kiya retorted, clutching the hem of her blanket. “I don’t need you, Neron!”

“Kiya, this is the one time where you do.” Neron beseeched. “Your heat will get progressively worse to the point you lose yourself to your instincts. Is that what you want to happen? To suffer until your ferality takes

control-

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The woman held then breath. There was no historical evidence of a female wolf resisting the effects

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insanity, and with the aid of gravity, she falls uncll she gets her hands

mind resisted. It was too risky. Mating with him wasn’t a possibility because it meant the band would repan. That’s the last thing

it clear that I don’t

why won’t you let me help you?”

fucking trust you! What’s stopping you from hurting me again, but? You almost pounced on me like a piece of meat earlier! How

lost control earlier, forgoing his criginal promise because his instinctual brain demanded he chim ben. His but took over and wanted Kiya for himself, willing to hurt others to get

in the heart. His heartstrings constricted and twisted, angry at himself for putting hits desires above Kiya. Kiya was right to not trust him.. After all the pain he put her through, he was about to commit that same crime again. If Beta Jacqueline and her friends

Neron responded, his nails digging in this palm. “You’re right. I almost hurt you again. I let my beast take over.” Onyx whimpered and moaned

in burning shame. “If I forced you to mate with me, I would never forgive myself Tim so sorry for almost

unmatched to anything in the world. As much as his beast wanted to spring forth, Menon Hept it

scared I am of you. In my hand, you’re will the same man who

against the door, ears

truly care about me, or is it the band She asked, her voice a mere whisper. “Do you truly love me a is it the bond making you love me?

dreaded the questions. It was: wibutt the Moon Goddess asked him when he wanted to retract his rejection.

The

his mistakes and his

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where I can’t focus on anything else until your suffering is gone. I cannot be a proper leader, or a proper man, while my other half

for you. If you need me to go away… I’ll do it.

The fear maneuvered its way through her interior, griping her heart. The unknown had a level of terror far beyond comprehension. One would never know if the unknown

she willing to forgo her hatred for Neron and

word? Only

you to. Keep Onyx in check. Can you do

Neron answered. “I can and I

Her russet skin blossomed with red and pink, and her scent is

her. Gasping, she fell to her knees, clutching her chest. In alarm,

whispered as Kiya nodded in confirmation. Her brown eyes gazed into his blue, unguarded, and pleading.

tremor rattling her

into his, a wave of cooling relief fought against the heat, dispelling the flames. Kiya gasped as the fire slowly disappeared, clearing the mind fog.

on the betrayal of her body. Instinctively, she leaned forward and rested her head in the crook of Neron’s neck,

was better than nothing. His strong arms wrapped around Kiya’s steaming body, pulling her closer. He could have sworn he heard her softly purr. He gently let his walls

you, don’t worry.” He whispered in her

didn’t push. He didn’t rush. Neron touched only when asked. For the rest of the evening, Neron helped Kiya as much as he could. He mind–linked his Beta and Gamma to deliver their findings of The Witching Hour come the morn. Tonight, he was focusing on

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sweat on her skin, Neron took

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the sight of her naked body, he noted the many horrendous scars; the big one he made on her back, and the many others the pack members made. Tan stood stark against the chestnut brown, tickling his shameful memories

couldn’t erase the pain he’d given her or eliminate that mark on her skin, but he wanted to prove that

the light blanket over her. He assumed Kiya wanted to be alone. As he was about to leave, a hand gripped his arm, nails digging into

Kiya commanded as she began to sweat

sighed, running a hand through his long hair. “That’s not a good idea. It would only further complicate things between us.”

She repeated, adamant.

He wanted to stay. He didn’t want to leave Kiya alone until the heat dissipated. However, he knew

Does Kiya feel the same? Because if she did, she