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.”

stared at her in silence,

to say that!” Violetta stammered, shaking her hands

of things we don’t mean.” But deep down,

words.

is that

protectiveness came over me, my hand instinctively covered my moon pendant. “It’s selenite. Is that a seashell charm on

the ocean.” She shot

would you guys be staying in Carson City? I’d like to hear you play live again.”

we are. We have a gig coming up in two weeks at a dive bar called the L&L Tavern. You should check us out there if you’re around. Look

chimed on my phone from Galen, saying everyone was done and on their way to get some pizza. Bidding Violetta

band.

to have them visible in the place they were born in, but there was not much I could do about

plain, bright yellow bikini. Jackie was going to be all over her, swimming in something other than water. Smiling, I put my

hers.

“Yup!”

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the blaring music. There

who wanted to hang out with their peers and parents teaching their smaller children how to swim. I spot my friends and their mates, huddled near the pool or on the grass. Pink blossomed on Galen’s cheeks as he swam with his mate,

Adorable!

breathe without one another. I want to be happy for Darien, but I couldn’t because his mate was a conniving cheater. The happiness in his eyes made my chest tighten because he was ignorant of Odessa not holding

lifted in the air by her strong mate donning a forest–green

slowly put back on her feet. Jackie

not letting you out of my sight.”

my cue to leave when they started making out. I found couples

pool raft near the pool and took a seat, not wanting to go in the water yet. My eyes spotted many mated couples around the pool, enjoying each other’s company on and off the waters. The stench of love was potent, making me gag a little. The sun was out, but

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

to just…love me for me. Not because they had to. Was that a bad thing? Was it a bad thing that I wanted the love to blossom naturally, not because of

with this love was Neron. That damned Alpha. I am determined to not have the bond affect my rationale, but the good feelings it gives were mind–boggling. I couldn’t love

bond. Stupid Alpha. Stupid werewolf

“AAH!”

Swimming to the surface, my ears were bombarded with laughter. I turn to my

I was just sitting on!

me into the

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help there?” Sapphire mocked,

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angry, I shot out of the pool like a rocket and chased the pair down. They ran

Too fast.

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. Neron was shirtless in only his swim trunks, his arms wrapped around me, holding me tight

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

liked to make puns? What a nightmare! “Don’t ever become

tighter, pressing my body into his. My eyes couldn’t look away as our breathing slowly

our

move and I’d

I whimpered. “L–Let me

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

his deep cerulean blue. The waves of his desire and admiration. crashing violently against the shore, pulling me deeper into the depths of his soul. It was suffocating, seductive. It urged me to

couldn’t look away.

hotter and more ragged as he closed in. I didn’t want to move. There was a deep part of me that was curious about what would happen

“N–Neron…”

“Kiya…”

our smoldering bubble. It felt good. It felt peaceful.. My resistance wavered

on mine.

Just…a single…taste….

to feel what it was like to be