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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she falls uncll she gets her hands on her matte. Then

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 a possibility because it

clear that I don’t want you

you let me help you?”

don’t fucking trust you! What’s stopping you from hurting me again, but? You almost pounced

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 get what he wanted. At that moment, what

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

hurt you again. I let my beast

with me, I would never forgive myself Tim so sorry for almost hurting you after I promised

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

heat quailled somewhat because of his presence. “Neron, you don! understand how scared I am of you. In my hand, you’re

against the door, ears picking up Kiya’s rapid heartbeat. It soothed him. “I don’t deserve you, Kiya. But I care

asked, her voice a mere whisper. “Do you truly love me a is it

when he wanted to retract his rejection. However, he was confident in his answer to his goddess. He loves Kiya, and the bond helped him

The Heat

his mistakes and

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until your suffering is gone. I cannot be a proper leader,

I could do for you. If you need me to go away… I’ll do it. Anything to make you comfortable,

a level of terror far beyond comprehension. One would never know if the unknown would help or hurt them, and

to become feral, but was she willing to forgo her hatred for Neron and allow herself

his word? Only one way to

me unless I ask you to. Keep Onyx in

Neron answered. “I can and

skin blossomed with red and pink, and her scent is as strong as ever. The Alpha intends on

through her. Gasping, she fell to her knees, clutching her chest. In alarm, Neron followed her to the floor, eyes narrowing

nodded in confirmation. Her brown eyes gazed into his blue, unguarded,

thick body tremor rattling her limbs. “Please.

When Neron grasped her small hand into his, a wave of cooling relief fought against the heat, dispelling the flames. Kiya gasped

intense revulsion of the Alpha remained, but she pushed her hatred away to focus on the betrayal of her body. Instinctively,

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 he clung to

got you, don’t worry.” He whispered

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

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wiping the rapidly accumulating sweat on her skin,

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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

erase 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 remembers.

Kiya in her bed, keeping the light blanket over her. He assumed Kiya wanted to be alone. As he

as she began to sweat

not a

repeated, adamant.

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

of the bond growing, the pull to his mate becoming irresistible. Does Kiya feel the same? Because if she