Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 23 – This Isn’t Me

“I’m interested in people’s darker side, the ones that aren’t easy and well–balanced.“–Noomi Rapace.

Darien

Everything feels wrong.

I cannot think straight. I’m walking on a ledge of peril, dangerously swaying from side–to–side. Desperate not to fall and regain control of myself.

The darkness coils around my delicate neck like a predator eyeing my vulnerability lustfully. It wants to maim. It wants to destroy. It wants to break me apart and twist my mind until there is nothing left. My fingers, raw from the endless battles against the vivacious blackness, continue to pull to set myself free.

This has been an endless battle for days. Some days are worse than others. My body moves on its own accord and my mouth spews venom daily. This isn’t me. It shouldn’t be me! The cloak of darkness over my eyes obscures the reality in front of me, and it leaks into every artery and vein.

I’m a puppet to an unknown master.

I hate being controlled. It’s the one thing I’d never allow to happen to me. I refuse to let anyone dictate what I do and don’t do–I’m a grown man capable of making my own decisions. But now, I failed my internal promise.

Gaining my sense of awareness is like bobbing for an apple in a vast ocean. It’s almost impossible, but some days I find the apple. It’s when I’m cognizant of the nasty glares from my friends. Their detestation stings my heart like an angry wasp because I made them that way. With the horrible words that fly out of my mouth to my distasteful actions, and unconcealed disrespect to all I stand for. Including ignoring my dutic

as the Deltal trainer, blowing my friends off from our quality time, and going as far as insulting them. I know their secrets and shames, and my words land on the most exposed of targets.

How could I do this? Am I truly this despicable? I want to scream this is not me! Why would I put years of friendship in jeopardy without warning? My heart weeps whenever Jacqueline snarls at me, Abigail shakes her head in shame, Sapphire ignores me, or Galen throwing me against the wall in fury at my actions.

His punches hurt.

I wanted to fall to my knees, but I couldn’t. I wanted to cry and beg for forgiveness, but I couldn’t. Remember that apple? As a symbol of my awareness, it gets washed away by the dark ocean. It takes and pulls me into its perilous depths, deeper until no light can penetrate through. Then, I revert to becoming the nastiest asshole that the Moon Goddess would be ashamed of.

And it all happens by her touch. Her honeyed words. Her claims of love. Her lust for my body intertwining with hers. Those nimble, perfectly manicured fingers once full of soft touches are tainted with tickles of what I can describe as, evil.

As Odessa sleeps soundly next to me in bed, heavy darkness perfuses out of her flesh. Invisible, but felt. It holds her like a baby in a carriage, fusing with her spirit. It’s slowly affecting me. Her presence is affecting me. Or has it already? This isn’t the woman I fell in love with.

That vile part of me emerges when Odessa is near. Something has happened to her, I’m sure. But why Is she

embracing it? My mate has become a different person, and it scares me. Sometimes when we’re making love is when I catch the changes in her eyes.

Glittering hazel flashing to a vermilion red.

I thought I was imagining things because the color disappears quickly. Looking back, I should’ve taken that as a red flag of something sinister happening.

And that’s not the worst part. It’s how I’ve been acting toward Kiya. And how my words cut her the deepest. She’ll never trust me again after this! She’s my best friend and I’m hurting her the worst.

“It’s not you. It’s because of Odessa.” I hear Sirius‘ voice like the distant wind. Ever since this ‘infliction‘ I haven’t been able to connect with him as easily. We’re separated by a forced, impenetrable wall that I couldn’t break. “She has betrayed you.”

hair to the tips of her toes. Flaws and all. But lately, I’ve seen her true side. At how she pines for

my heart yearns for her. It knows it desperately wants to be touched by her own, but her heart is as cold as

became a

we shared in bed, to the dates I took her out on the past month, to wiping her tears

she love me

all hope is lost.” Sirius perked up with hope. “Ariel has

with her

believe me.” He grumbles. “It took a lot of trying, but we made it work. Our connections are short–lived, but it’s better than nothing. We’re going to get out of this, dude. This is just an obstacle,

Her wolf still loves us, but she’s yours. So really,

your.

at the end of the world. Odessa is a lost cause, but we aren’t! I admit, part of me

even know what’s happening

sold her soul to the devil, and for what? To become the apple of the Alpha’s eye when

21 – This land

of us not too long ago.

scary when

himself for the hurt he caused. Can’t say Odessa will follow the same path. The woman threw herself in a

insult her like that!”

in it. I don’t appreciate how she discarded you like the first piece of sliced bread! Would a true mate do this? If Odessa loved you, she

the chess piece in this game. We must stop

She can help us! You’re lucid enough to hold a decent conversation.

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floor. Getting dressed as quietly as possible was hard since every ruffle sounds

aroma of food permeated through the air, awakening my stomach. F*ck, I should

the Moon Goddess, she exited her room dressed in a black suspender skirt with a clean, white shirt and canvas shoes with her black crossbody purse. She dressed to

she turned her head. Her facial expression dissolves from curiosity to utter disgust. My heart plunged into despair

damage

you want?” She

Desperately, I wanted to take her hands in my own, but when i reached out,

to fall for this act when you’ve

Sirius says.

palpitating heart. The hatred on her face is painful; it takes a lot to make Kiya hate someone. She has a naturally pure and benevolent heart. And I could have damaged it with actions beyond my control. I need her to

no reason to trust me, but please, hear me out. Just give me this

and listening to me. I wait with bated breath, silently praying to

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with arms

“Three minutes.”

enough to stop hurting my friends. Kiya’s face was a rainbow of emotions as she listened to what I believe to be, a wild story. After a minute of uncomfortable silence,

whispers. “This makes

what do

stiff from her touch, trapping me between a rock and a hard place. When she k*ssed my ch*ek, the dark haze fell over my eyes again and I’m drowning in the ocean of darkness again. Sirius‘ voice has faded into silence. There’s a distant