Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 63 – The Pool

“All she wanted was that special someone to reach beyond the surface and discover her heart.“– Terry O’Neal

Kiya

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Entering the mall foyer, I immerse my ears in the intense melody of punk rock. It fills the blitzing tunes with riveting emotion, amazing vocals, and harmonious instruments molding together into the perfect recipe that captured my attention. I followed, the music getting louder with my approach. An audience, in their seats, watched and listened to the rock band.

Los Delphines. Fascinated, I took a nearby seat, settling my bags around my legs. As the music raged on, I was enamored by the band. They give off an otherworldly vibe, deepening my curiosity. All the band members were exceptionally talented. Yet, I couldn’t take my eyes off the lead vocalist.

Long, curly jet–black hair curled to perfection with one side shaved. A thick streak of teal poked proudly out of her ringlets. Deep blue–green eyes with skin light tan. Dressed in all black leather, she truly was a star. My eyes spied the blue choker around her neck with an oddly shaped pendant.

Is that…a seashell?

There was something about the vocalist I couldn’t put my finger on. Something told me she was someone special, even Artemis could feel it.

As special as Phoebe.

Within several minutes, the group finished their song, and the spectators roared in applause. I clapped along. I never found punk rock to be a genre I’d be interested in, but this band piqued my interest.

As the band packed up, I lingered, shuffling around the seats. Something in me was urging me to talk to the vocalist. Would she be mean? Snobby? Would she find me unworthy of her time? Too many nights of reading internet horror stories of fan interactions with musical artists made me wary of approaching.

But it never hurts to try, right? If anything happens, I’ll lick my wounds at home. Huffing a breath of gallantry, I grabbed my bags and walked up to the singer. “Um, hello?”

The moment our eyes met, I felt like my breath snatched from my lungs. She was stunning and her eyes. reminded me of the deep seas. Her natural scent was interesting, I could smell an oceanic scent radiating z off her. How odd. I’ve never met anyone who smelt this way before.

The three other band members have the same scent marker. The two men were deep in conversation in the background. Judging by their closeness, I assume they’re in a relationship. The shorter woman with rose–gold hair was packing away the microphone stands.

“Yes?”

I silently cursed myself for losing focus so quickly. “I just wanted to congratulate you on your performance.

You’re talented.”

She smiled warmly, almost beaming with pride. “Thank you! It’s nice to hear from a fan.” Her shoulders relaxed. “Are you a local of Carson City?”

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“Sort of.” I shrugged my shoulders. “It’s complicated. My name is Kiya.”

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“Violetta.” We both shook hands. Hers were so smooth and supple. “Have you heard of Los Delphines before?”

I shook my head. “This is the first time I’ve heard you guys play and I’m impressed. Were you all always a punk rock band?”

“Pretty much.” Violetta pointed to her members. “The short one with the rose–gold hair is Marina. She may be small, but she packs one hell of a punch. The lovey–dovey couple over there is José with the black hair and Chase with the green mohawk.”

“Wow. You guys sure are…”

“Different?” She smirked. “We try to be. We weren’t allowed to be ourselves growing up. I sure as hell wasn’t.

Glad I left that cult so that I could watch movies and wear whatever the hell I want.”

her in silence, eyes wide as

Violetta stammered,

things we don’t mean.” But deep down, I feel there was some

words.

that clear

instinctively covered my moon pendant. “It’s selenite. Is that a seashell charm

She shot a wink at

nudge nudge. “Anyway, would you guys be staying in Carson

have a gig coming up in two weeks at a dive bar called the L&L Tavern. You should check us

A text chimed on my phone from Galen, saying everyone was done and on their way to get some pizza. Bidding Violetta and her bandmates farewell, I write a note on my

band.

and ankles. It feels weird to have them visible in the place they were born in, but there was

her, swimming in something other than water. Smiling, I put my

hers.

“Yup!”

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was as active as an amusement park, Wolves of all shapes and sizes swimming, mingling, or dancing to the blaring music. There was a minibar serving all sorts of drinks from juice for the pups to

one for adults and teenagers who could swim. There was a smaller pool for the unshifted pups who wanted to hang out with their peers and parents teaching their smaller children how to swim. I

Adorable!

Darien, but I couldn’t because his mate was a conniving cheater. The happiness in his eyes made my chest tighten because he

her strong mate donning a

smooching the Beta’s nose as she was slowly put back on

my sweet. I’m not letting you out

was my cue to leave when they started making

the pool, enjoying each other’s company on and off the waters. The stench of love was potent, making me gag a little.

I knew was mated now, even Sapphire who I have yet to see arrive. It wasn’t even the stupid bond I wanted! I

Not because they had to. Was that a bad thing? Was it a bad

bond affect my rationale, but the

bond. Stupid Alpha. Stupid werewolf bullshit. Stupid-!

“AAH!”

Swimming to the surface, my ears were bombarded with laughter. I turn to my right to see Isaiah and Sapphire cackling as they rose

raft I was just

catapulted me

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mocked, shooting me an infuriating wink.

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so dead!” Wet and angry, I shot out of the pool like a rocket and chased the pair down. They ran fast, but

Too fast.

ignited by our touch. I open my eyes to be pulled in by his bright blue. He smirked as I slowly realized the compromising position we were in. I laid there splayed out across Neron’s body.

for me.” He chuckled. “Get it? Because

nightmare! “Don’t ever become a comedian,

tighter, pressing my body into his. My eyes couldn’t look away as our breathing slowly settled as one. That’s when I suddenly realized just how close our faces

close our lips were.

and I’d be kissing him.

I whimpered. “L–Let

feel it too, do you? Our bond revitalizing?” As one arm remained locked around my waist, Neron brings a hand to brush my wet curls from my face, thumb caressing my cheek. I had to resist nuzzling into his large palm.

against the shore, pulling me deeper into the depths of his soul. It was suffocating, seductive. It urged me to sink deep, to lose myself in the unmatched azure. I didn’t want to look away.

couldn’t look away.

didn’t want to move. There was a deep part of me that was curious about what would happen if I did just let go. I wanted to have a single, soft

“N–Neron…”

“Kiya…”

in our smoldering bubble. It felt good. It felt peaceful.. My resistance wavered and my resolve crumbled.

on mine.

Just…a single…taste….

shut my eyes, leaning into him, enjoying the heavy aroma of his sandalwood scent swallowing me whole. I wanted to feel what it was like to be loved deeper than familial. I want to feel this love that Selene destine all werewolves to have.