Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 62 – The Mall

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“The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for.“–Bob Marley

Artemis

It has been two weeks since the fiasco. Kiya hasn’t made her appearance since, and I don’t blame her. The things that happened at that god–awful dinner weren’t for the faint of heart, especially to someone heavily triggered by her “family“.

Since that night, neither Ashley nor Steven confronted me. The steaming stench of guilt and anger permeated from their scents whenever I walked by. They still haven’t grasped their culpability in my human’s suffering. Even their wolves hide from me.

Whatever. They weren’t worth my time. They’re lucky I didn’t tear them down from where they stood.

Raina tried hard to talk to Kiya. She knew I was in control and tried to pass on her messages through me, but Kiya wasn’t listening. I was not her messenger. I don’t think Raina fully understands how awful my human feels. Kiya values choice, having the power to choose her fate. Her parents selfishly took that away from her again.

Valerian tried to apologize for his part in the fiasco, but neither of us was in a forbearing mood. I respect him as this pack’s Beta and Adonis‘ father, but he was not our friend. I don’t believe we’ll ever see him as one. At least he tried to defuse the situation, although the execution was terrible.

Neron was trying his best. I admire his tenacity in his attempts to speak to Kiya. She gives him a listen from time to time, out of curiosity. Onyx tries to get closer to me, and I hate it. Persistent as hell. Sometimes, when I go for a run, he was there. Big, strong, and unfortunately, beautiful. He blends easily in the shadows that sometimes he catches me off guard. Whenever he was close, he made me feel good and I wanted to barf.

Damn this bond.

It is a sweltering day in June and all the trainees have the day off. They’ve been working hard, and their progress is astounding. There haven’t been rogue attacks since the last one, aside from a few false alarms, but Neron had beefed up border security.

While the pack frolicked under the hot sun an escape from the mayhem of reality.

I was tucked in my bed, asleep. It was nice and peaceful. Sleep was

But it was cut short when a pillow hits my face. Growling, I grabbed it and hurled it back at the perpetrator, who let out a yell of pain. I open my eyes to see my friends standing around me, with Jacqueline sitting on the bed with a smirk on her face and Galen rubbing his nose. “Hi, Art! Wanna go shopping?”

I glared, unamused. “You woke me up to ask me that?”

“You sleep like a sloth on your days off.” She countered, hopping on her feet. “We haven’t had the chance to head into town since we’ve been here! I’m sure you’re itching to be out of this stuffy ol‘ pack.”

I groan, rising f

from the bed. “You have a point there. I guess Kiya could use some new clothes.”

“You could pick out stuff for yourself too, Artemis.” Sapphire smiled. “I’m sure you have a style.”

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“I’m a wolf. I don’t wear clothes.” I rolled my eyes, kicking the covers off my body. “And Kiya choses the clothes, not me. I just go along with it.”

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as I trudge my lazy body to the bathroom. “Perhaps a crop top

see once we get there.”

you’re coming?”

not like I have a

water droplets clung onto the tendrils of my curls

wondering for a while and…I miss her. Things aren’t the same without her. I understand that she needs time after the bullshit her parents pulled, but at least give me an inkling of

grabbing a scrunchie to tie up my hair. “She appreciates you checking on her. She’s doing okay. I don’t know when she’s coming back, but at least she knows she has people

is getting on my last nerve with her ridiculous mission. However, she hadn’t tried anything

He sighed. “We’ll be leaving for the mall in an hour, which gives you enough time to get ready.” He left my room in silence. Opening the large closet, I rummaged

the hell do you even wear to the

red flowers! It is my favorite

was beautiful to look at and it fits with my dark skin. Without hesitation, I

living room. The thick straps covered the scar on my back and the flared bottom covered the various scars on my thighs. My cross–body purse bounced on my hip with every movement. During my journey, I ran into an old

Kwame. How are things?” I asked with a smile. I was gifted

are going well! I was just looking

cocked my head to the side. “What

and your friends interested in the pool party we’re having

Chapter 62–The Mali

thought. “We could be. What is

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that we all need a break from the rigor we had over the past month. The pups are excited about it. It’ll be fun for our wolves

ask them and see if they are up for it. I’m sure they would

eyes crinkled with his pearly smile. “How is Kiya?”

alright.” I nod. “My friends and I

out as well and…” His eyes turn to the living

know Lorelai as a person. All I knew was that she comes from a pack in

her car. Somehow, all seven of us could fit. The nearest shopping mall was about twenty minutes away, with plenty of time to get to know the Gamma Female. She loved night walks on the beach, hated spicy food, and fond of spiders. The spider fact made me shudder, a dislike both Kiya, and I shared. Music blared in my ears the entire ride, mixed with meaningless conversation from the others. It felt

both of us.

time, but you’ll get the hang of it. I promise.

on coming out soon?”

I just needed to recuperate, but don’t worry, I’ll put you out

soon!”

myself, sitting back in my seat. My eyes watched the whizzing trees

Kiya

It’ll be a

muffled when I tossed the scandalous red

his face. “Hey!”

mean, I’ve worn bikinis back on San José beaches, but it feels different considering I’ll

this?” Lorelai scampered over holding a one–piece swimsuit with a flounce around the bust. It was solid black with white and purple polka dots. “I think it’ll fit you if

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it.” I smiled, examining the item in my hands. It was

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warm energy that matched well with Kwame’s. I felt comfortable around her presence, like she was an old friend. As the others continued to look for their swimsuits, finding

of multiple scents was enough to make a young werewolf sick. From greasy food to bad body odor to Sephora’s collection of

I salivated. I smelled Mexican food–authentic Mexican food! I sped up my pace, following the delicious scent like a starved beast. However,

“Ow!”