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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to the ledge of insanity, and with the aid of gravity, she falls uncll she gets her hands on her matte.

without brenting Tryn’s body desired Neram, but her mind resisted. It was too risky. Mating with him wasn’t

made it clear that I don’t want you anywhere near me,

why won’t you

from hurting me again, but? You almost pounced on me like a piece of

expelled a heavy sigh, sliding on his knees. He knew she was night. He 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

not trust him.. After all the pain he

nails digging in this palm. “You’re right. I almost hurt you again. I let my

I would never forgive myself Tim so sorry for almost hurting you after I

deepik, colliding in the sweetness unmatched to anything in the world. As much as his beast wanted to spring forth, Menon

tight to her chest Despite the door separating them both, the heat quailled somewhat because of his presence. “Neron, you don! understand how scared I am of you. In my hand, you’re will the same man who hurt me back then. I can’t let you

door, ears picking up Kiya’s rapid heartbeat. It soothed him. “I don’t

mere whisper. “Do you truly love me a is it the bond making you

rejection. However, he was confident

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his mistakes and his actions.

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you to where I can’t focus on anything else until your suffering is gone. I cannot be a proper leader, or

you need me to go away… I’ll do it.

her interior, griping her heart. The unknown had a level of terror far beyond comprehension. One would never know if

was she willing to forgo her hatred for Neron and allow herself to be

his word? Only

unless I ask you to. Keep Onyx in check. Can

Neron answered. “I can and

open, brown trained on his every move. Her russet skin blossomed with red and pink, and her scent is as strong as ever. The Alpha intends on keeping his word, blocking Onyx out until he could trust him to

Kiya could get a word out, a sharp wave of pain lanced through her. Gasping, she fell to her knees, clutching her chest. In alarm, Neron followed her to

He whispered as Kiya nodded in confirmation. Her

She whimpered with a thick body tremor rattling her limbs. “Please. I

wave of cooling relief fought against the heat, dispelling the flames. Kiya gasped as the fire slowly

her hatred away to focus on the betrayal of her body. Instinctively, she leaned forward and rested her

different circumstances, this 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 down so Onyx could enjoy the closeness of his mate. His growls

you, don’t worry.” He whispered

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 his mate. Through the

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her cold food, and wiping the rapidly accumulating sweat on

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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 of his disgraceful actions. It was a miracle by the Moon Goddess that Kiya allowed Neron to be this close, but the shame of marking her for death won’t

her or eliminate that mark on her skin, but he wanted to prove that he’ll be a better man than the one

the light blanket over her. He assumed Kiya wanted to be alone. As he was about to leave, a hand

Kiya commanded as she began to sweat

hair. “That’s not a good idea. It would only

She repeated,

pinching the bridge of his nose. He wanted to stay. He didn’t want to leave Kiya alone until the heat dissipated. However, he knew that if Kiya wasn’t in heat, she would distance herself without hesitation. He could feel bi

the pull to his mate becoming irresistible. Does Kiya feel the same? Because if she did, she was excellent at hiding