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

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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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aid of gravity, she falls uncll she gets her hands on her matte. Then again, rejections were rare in werewolf history, so Kiya knew she was a

she willing to mull going feral to keep Neron away? How long could she go without brenting Tryn’s body desired Neram, but her mind resisted. It was too risky. Mating with him wasn’t

it clear that I don’t want you

won’t you let me

stopping you from hurting me again, but? You almost pounced on me like a piece of meat earlier! How long until

demanded he chim ben. His but took over and wanted Kiya for himself, willing to hurt others

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

this palm. “You’re right. I almost hurt you again. I let my beast

shame. “If I forced you to mate with me, I would never forgive myself

through the cracks of the dion. It danced across his senses, tickling every olfactory receptor in his nose. He inhaled deepik, colliding in the sweetness unmatched to anything in the world. As much as his beast wanted to spring forth, Menon Hept it under control. Kiya mattered to him. He won’t let his beast hurt her.

the other side, Kiya sat against the door, listening to his apology. Her knees were pulled 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 help me because I don’t truly know you. Being hum for so long doesn’t exactly

last thing I want you to be is afraid of me.” Neron rested his forehead against the door, ears picking up Kiya’s rapid

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

the Moon Goddess asked him when he wanted to retract his rejection. However, he was confident in his answer

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anything else until your suffering is gone. I cannot be a proper leader, or a proper man, while my other half is in

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

interior, griping her heart. The unknown had a level of terror far beyond comprehension. One would never know if the unknown would help or hurt them, and it applies if

willing to forgo her hatred for Neron and allow herself to

Neron keep his word? Only one way

sex. At all. Don’t touch me unless I ask you

answered. “I can and I

a sigh filled with trepidation, Kiya stood and unlocked the door. Neron shot up on his feet when his mate cracked it 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

wave of pain lanced through her. Gasping, she fell to her knees, clutching her chest.

whispered as Kiya nodded in confirmation. Her brown

a thick body tremor rattling her limbs. “Please. I hate this so much.”

When Neron grasped her small hand 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. A

she pushed her hatred away to focus on the betrayal of her body. Instinctively, she leaned forward and rested her head in the crook of Neron’s neck, relishing the multiple bursts of coolness floating through

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 softened as

worry.” He whispered in her

promise, the Alpha 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

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cold food, and wiping the rapidly accumulating sweat on her skin, Neron took care of

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

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 his tanned

she began

hair. “That’s not a good idea. It would only further complicate things between

She repeated, adamant.

the bridge of his nose. He wanted to stay. He didn’t want to leave Kiya alone until the heat dissipated.

Does Kiya feel the same? Because