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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the aid of gravity, she falls uncll she gets her hands on her matte. Then

body desired Neram, but her mind resisted. It was too risky.

clear that I don’t want you anywhere

won’t you let me

fucking trust you! What’s stopping you from hurting me again, but? You almost pounced on me like

chim ben. His but took over and wanted Kiya for himself, willing to

pain he put her through, he was about to commit that same crime again. If Beta Jacqueline and her friends weren’t around to protect her, Neron

responded, his nails digging in this palm. “You’re right. I almost hurt you again. I

mate with me, I would never forgive myself

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.

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

me.” Neron rested his forehead against the door, ears picking up Kiya’s rapid heartbeat. It soothed him. “I don’t deserve you,

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

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

– The Heat

mistakes and his actions.

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love you, Kiya. I do.” He whispered. “And I love you to 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

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

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

couldn’t allow herself to become feral, but was she willing to forgo her hatred for Neron and allow herself to be

word? Only one way to

touch me unless I ask you to. Keep Onyx in

“I can

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 could

word out, a sharp wave of pain lanced through her. Gasping, she fell to her knees, clutching her

He whispered as Kiya nodded in confirmation. Her brown eyes

with a thick body tremor

against the heat, dispelling the flames. Kiya gasped as the

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

chance to hold his mate in his arms. Despite the 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

don’t worry.” He whispered

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

Heat

her cold food, and wiping the rapidly accumulating sweat on her skin,

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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

couldn’t 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

bed, keeping 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 his

commanded as she

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

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

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