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

Neram, but her mind resisted. It

don’t want you anywhere near

won’t you

again, but? You almost pounced on

ben. His but took over and wanted Kiya for himself, willing 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 weren’t around to protect her, Neron would have forever damaged their

“You’re right. I almost hurt you again. I let my beast take over.” Onyx whimpered and moaned

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

nose. He inhaled deepik, colliding in the sweetness unmatched to anything in the world. As much as his beast wanted to spring

because of his presence. “Neron, you don! understand how scared

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

her voice a mere whisper.

wanted to retract his rejection. However,

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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 other half is in pain.”

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

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

hatred for Neron and allow herself to be vulnerable

Neron keep his word? Only

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

can and I will.”

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

fell to her knees, clutching her chest. In alarm, Neron followed

He whispered as Kiya nodded in confirmation. Her brown

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

relief fought against the heat, dispelling the flames. Kiya gasped as the fire slowly disappeared, clearing the mind fog. A small,

of the Alpha remained, but she pushed her hatred away to focus on the betrayal of her

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 softened as

got you, don’t worry.” He whispered

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 his mate. Through

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the rapidly accumulating sweat on her skin,

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stark against the chestnut brown, tickling his shameful memories of his disgraceful actions. It was

given her or eliminate that mark on her skin, but

He assumed Kiya wanted to be alone. As he was about to leave, a hand gripped

Kiya commanded as she began to

running a hand through his long hair. “That’s not a good idea. It would only further

repeated, adamant.

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.

of the bond growing, the pull to his mate becoming irresistible. Does Kiya feel the